The Man Who Locked in the 50 Shades of Gray

I know a dode who admitted to jerk in off to 50 shades of gray, the book, not the movie. I that's imagination. He locked in, bro, he locked you know, hen people of sen kno one like, like curoko in a basket. You know what kind of zone you need to be at? Lock in the 50 sas a gray whank from a book. That's we locking it in yv. Just boxes of anglers. Man said, swing leather. And must always like, gro you need to. And then, yo, nod. Stole my aunti's pants so i can smell them. And i still have them