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not me getting curious when swimming at high tide and going to unbutton my swimshorts which are already kind of tight, then a large powerful wave knocking me back and jerking my hand to pull the zip down in one swift motion. not me feeling the seafoam covering my face and pulling me under to silence my moan. not me immediately checking to make sure i'm deep enough in the water and far enough away from other beachgoers to immediately get as spicy with the ocean as i possibly can. not me taking a little shell back to put on my necklace and seal the deal that i'm definitely going to date the ocean now. not me whispering "call me" as i grab my towel and walk back to the changerooms. couldn't be me--

I was so attracted to the ship AI in final space until they put him into that stupid little robot body. I want a spaceship to be alive so it can fuck me, it's that simple!

how expensive do you think a strap on harness for a car would be (its for science). cock would be proportional so factor this into your calculations (for science)

I want to take apart an engine and find a way to fuck every part of it, I want to fill each and every hole and opening in it with my cum, I want to ride each piston until I can't walk straight for days. the dirtier the engine the better.

I wish I could go through one of those manufacturing lines for car production, each stop the machines find a new way to fuck each hole multiple times