my taint is ten centimetre's longer than average. i've broken everything valuable on and in my head and body,i have't been to confession for over three hundred years,i have dimples that would make judy collins blush
4 weeks ago
strivers. i call them, those who has striven. i seek them because of what they have done that i can not and i seek them for the most indeterminable reason in-imaginable, for sport. after i have them, i call them the strovened, and myself the enstrivener;)
4 weeks ago
I spent a lot of time trying to masturbate better, so I expect the amounts of pride and anxiety allows are supposed to cancel each other out for the most part.
4 weeks ago
you know the patheon of neo-giants who preside over the gazebo? I know the guy who does their carpets. this guy knows what is going on and he doesn't mind telling you if you let him watch me dance pantless, on near pantless for approximately half an afternoon. no dancing or boot scooting allowed!
5 weeks ago
masterbation-a-thons all bent sinister like a gaylord's son of a bitch; it's a constant struggle between the arthritic clench and Sting like release, all whilst farting the tune of theme of the sounds of music is alive with the sounds of spinning free wheeling uncloisteredable problems like maria, ave!
5 weeks ago
well, to be perfectly inaccurate, I can imagine that craving for something vulgar like a rat in a cage pissing on my mother in a portait I brought from home, but not like more of a thing were you know albertine's cock would brutalize you in more ways than I will persist to imagine; I wouldn't leave it up to a couple queer french dukes like you's. Also, I crave cold milk straight from the jugs or cans I have laying abouts so.