aka "uh oh! serious-time at the fuck-me corral" "My heart is somewhere else tonight", said the furry region of Pat's softly glowing penis-shaped Richard Gere Gerbilmaster 2000SX and all-purpose Personality Stripper.aka "uh oh! serious-time at the fuck-me corral" "My heart is somewhere else tonight", said the furry region of Pat's softly glowing penis-shaped Richard Gere Gerbilmaster 2000SX and all-purpose Personality Stripper. The aliens's claws fondly stroked the detached penis as he frenzily explored Frank Zappa's prostrate with all the super-powers he'd never reached orgasm with. "I'm sorry," you sensuously croaked; "I'm not worthy to share this ecstasy," so I stamp out, bursting with sexuality and desire that can't be restrained by the steel-like manacles of iron. "Do me anyway!", you implored, sweating like a black windowless van relaxing in the shadow of the tall rubberized steel cumtrees of this planet. He unleashed his relaxed, limp member which unwound like a pythonoid love-firehose after an amorous week in Hawaii. She lay back on the silk sheets, her sex wet the flowing juices of a nearby electrical cable. "So! You want to PLOOG me baby!!!!" you screamed as you ravished my gaping cephalopodal love-sphincter with the GerbilMaster. The toys FIRST!!!! You caressed them slowly and painfully greasing the dildo for the inevitable Channel swim. "Stop!" I bellowed non-orgasmically, not having attained the necessary level of hormones to be aroused by mere human beings. Call me sick, but I love the feel of moist grass on top of my face while it enjoys the nourishment of my decaying lips. |