WhitneyPace

I'm like that shy neighbor who greets you with lowered eyes. And yes, I am. At least, on the surface. While I tidy my room with soft music playing in the background, my mind wanders to very dark places. I'm fascinated by imagining all the shapes, sizes, a
The truth is, I can't stop thinking about penises. On the subway, I imagine what the guy in the suit in front of me has. Is it long? Is it thick? Does it have a pink or purple tip? Does it curve upwards or hang heavy? I get aroused just thinking about it. I love that they see me as innocent when, inside, I'm pure perversion..