The breeze we feel when our fly is unzipped. It indickates that we are flying low and should adjust our zipper north.
Blushing red red as a tall glass of beet-pomegranate juice, I caught a dickdraft as I spoke to a group of ladies who seemed smug about my presence. I gracefully handled by lowering my tshirt and excused my self.
by Treebonics May 10, 2016