Word Association
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To seek out the holy buttplug before her sphincter collapsed into a vortex in space and time, creating more suction than she alone could ever muster. "Bollox to that!" cried her sceptical boyfriend, "I'll...
...just use some of Bangout's hoarde." She sighed in relief as disaster was delayed. He then left on the Quest of the Holy Butt-Plug, whilst she was left to...
...certain distaste in her choice of boyfriends. She suddenly realized that time had slipped away from her, and that before long those midgets' time would expire. Desperate to get her money's worth...
[It's gotten awfully late all of a sudden.
I need to get some sleep so that I may have some small degree of coherency in the morning.]
[We seem to have some disappearing posts....]
[It's gotten awfully late all of a sudden.
I need to get some sleep so that I may have some small degree of coherency in the morning.][We seem to have some disappearing posts....]
Which was technically impossible due to the borrowed buttplug still precariously held in place as her boyfriend roamed the lands in search of the one true rimrammer
it only seemed impossible; that the buttplug felt the massive wave of the fart that it flew out like a cork on a liquor bottle and
[interlude] Yes, the HOLY buttplug of antioch, sculpted by angels and tried and tested by the good lord himself*[/interlude]
*j/k all you jesus freaks
*j/k all you jesus freaks
With the reflexes of a greasy cat, she caught the erectile projectile and slipped it back into place with one fluid movement, narrowly avoiding the apocalypse which would surely have followed.. Just then, there was a knock at the door..
know if there was any spare lube going.. After a cup of tea and a liberall application of turkey fat (times were hard), she was on her way. Jennifer then set out on a quest of her own, a quest of such magnitude even she could scarcely grasp the ramifications of faliure.. For this was the quest for
of which there are none said all the king's horses and all the king's men, who couldn't put the last 1337 only mapper together again...
Sang a strangley muffled voice emanating from the depths of her strained rectal cavity. "Who's that down there?" She asked, more curious than anything else. Back came the muffled voice now darker in tone "It is I...
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