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“When his shirt is tugged up halfway up his torso to his chest, Jimmy follows the lead by lifting off of me to allow the shirt over his head and off his arms, where it's then flung away, never to be heard from again, and he's on my lips once more. But shirtless now. Good Lord, Jimmy, and it ain't even my birthday.” — Daryl Banner
When his shirt is tugged up halfway up his torso to his chest, Jimmy follows the lead by lifting off of me to allow the shirt over his head and off his arms, where it's then flung away, never to be heard from again, and he's on my lips once more.
But shirtless now.
Good Lord, Jimmy, and it ain't even my birthday.