quote: | The pounding of my mavis fritter was so vigorous, he soon found his chin pounders joining his skin flute deep in my chocolate starfish. He munched on my roast beef platter, even though I'd had the painters in for the best part of a week. With his tallywacker pounding deep into my clunge pool, the sensation of his ample cock smashing my cervix made me quake like a shitting dog. I awoke the next morning with my vibrator crater still weeping. I thought it was over but his jebend had other ideas. With my velcro triangle now much like an over inflated dinghy, he thought it was time to start sliding my brown eye. Is now the time to tell him I really need to blast a colon cobra, I wondered? |
Sounds about right. 
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