He plunged back and forth, the tentacles reaching new depths he thought he couldn't reach. Squidward glistened with sweat as he forcefully pushed himself deeper and deeper into Spongebob.
"Oh, Squidward. I've always loved you"
Squidward stopped thrusting.
"Exsqueeze me, Bob, you know this means nothing to me."
"R-r-r-right... Must have been the wind," Sponge answered, holding back tears. Squidward picks back up his pace and continues thrusting into SpongeBob.
The phone rings. Squidward lets it ring. He was too busy plowing SpongeBob like a wild hog. It rings again. Squidward sighs and pulls out. *pfflrrbt*
Squidward picks up his shell phone, "Hello?" he answers, perturbed.
"MISTER SQUIDWARD!! You were due at work a minute ago!" Said Mr. Krabs, annoyed. Squidward grunts and quickly pulls his 8 tentacles out of Spongebob, leaving the poor yellow sponge sticky for more.
"I'm sorry Mr. Krabs, I must have slept in." Spongebob lets out a moan in the background, leaving Mr. Krabs conflicted.
"What was that sound Mister Squidward?!" Eugene inquired.
"SpongeBob's spussy Mr. Krabs."
"Eugh. Just come to work, okay? Nasty ass squid."
