Like it’s asking too much for a bra to cover my areolas…” Tuesday said
“I’ll scratch my balls and take a quick whiff of my fingers and I can smell ammonia or goat cheese or both. “Her face was thin through vomit
A chemical sheen on her forehead caked over a tan booth bronze
Looking at her gave me a warm scrotal rush that was not unpleasant
And oh to have my stiffened spunk hose
Embraced by the sleek and shiny lips
Lips glossed with ultra-lip plumping ingredients for irresistibly luscious lips – glazed with unsurpassed shine
Locked around my pole of joy in a selfless spaghetti suck of love
Then I’d want that bitch to make me dinner.”
Soon there was world peace, no more diseases and the end of hunger and no more global warming because of the poem. Porn hd As I see it, there isn’t much either one of us can do.” Said Farty Jimbo. “Hello” said Farty Jimbo
“Hello, this is Tuesday”
