"You assholes better be fucking joking!") in constant reminder of his old pastime by means of a steady stream of raunchy thoughtforms held in flurries of ectoplasm, an all-pervasive movieclip on loop, if you will; and so it goes that each night he is tormented by images of a time when his cock was strong and versatile, when it could steadily break through the bonds of a choirboy's sweet ass so as to feed and nourish the land; his suffering is eternal
. The difference being that, when they realise time upon time again that their efforts are fruitless, they usually just crawl and scrape their way up into a damp and mossy glade, and literally, go fuck themselves. any unfortunate creature who happens to meet his end this way, is sure to drown with the biggest fucking hard-on any soul has laid eyes upon
Cute. . " I should have at least six maybe more so you should be full when it is over
"You assholes better be fucking joking!") in constant reminder of his old pastime by means of a steady stream of raunchy thoughtforms held in flurries of ectoplasm, an all-pervasive movieclip on loop, if you will; and so it goes that each night he is tormented by images of a time when his cock was strong and versatile, when it could steadily break through the bonds of a choirboy's sweet ass so as to feed and nourish the land; his suffering is eternal
. The difference being that, when they realise time upon time again that their efforts are fruitless, they usually just crawl and scrape their way up into a damp and mossy glade, and literally, go fuck themselves. any unfortunate creature who happens to meet his end this way, is sure to drown with the biggest fucking hard-on any soul has laid eyes upon
Cute. . " I should have at least six maybe more so you should be full when it is over
"You assholes better be fucking joking!") in constant reminder of his old pastime by means of a steady stream of raunchy thoughtforms held in flurries of ectoplasm, an all-pervasive movieclip on loop, if you will; and so it goes that each night he is tormented by images of a time when his cock was strong and versatile, when it could steadily break through the bonds of a choirboy's sweet ass so as to feed and nourish the land; his suffering is eternal
. The difference being that, when they realise time upon time again that their efforts are fruitless, they usually just crawl and scrape their way up into a damp and mossy glade, and literally, go fuck themselves. any unfortunate creature who happens to meet his end this way, is sure to drown with the biggest fucking hard-on any soul has laid eyes upon
Cute. . " I should have at least six maybe more so you should be full when it is over
Talk about jurking it till you sweat. Good gurl