Tight Pants are the only romance I know and I am not just saying that because tight pants and romance rhyme in my retarded mind, I am saying that because I like to think I have a romantic relationship with every pair of tight pants I see hugging a cunt when I leave the house, which happens to be MANY pairs of tight pants, since every woman, biologically born with a pussy, or dude pretending to be a woman, seems to be squeezing their genitals into tight places, like the time you used a pencil sharpener as a fleshlight to see what having a big dick feels like…
SO yeah, tight pants, romance, because otherwise it’s just sexual, at least for me and that cheapens the whole “staring at random pussy” experience.
