A peculiar fellow, usually recognized by
orange tinted sunglasses sporting a finely manicured mustache. This
man prides himself by giving world class rimjob's to unsuspecting lovers or foes. Like an opportunistic
hunter, he can with the blink of a fastidious eye, turn something as harmless as cuddling, spooning, or just small talk into a rimjob. His tongue is like a finely tuned instrument, a
meat sinking missile if you will. He also uses this technique to quell a fight that starts out as hand to
hand combat, when his eyes meet the enemy; he lures them with the flick of his magical tongue. The Rimjob Ninja is always on the hunt for a chocolate starfish, night or day.
After meeting
Kelly, my
man wisdom overpowered her, and I grabbed the unsuspecting little
tart and gave her the mother of all rimjobs, the ancient butterfly flicker technique until her legs were shaking and she begged for mercy. Her doe eyes looked up at me, and she said, by god you are the Rimjob Ninja.
