Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Lady Annabella wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
I actually have a bit of a mancrush on Anna.
It's his husky voice that whisks me back to a time when Poppa would give me rides on his knee.
It's actually my gigantic **** that intimidates your tiny little berries into their berry hole.
If we were to swordfight, your member would fracture and hang lazily crooked after the first clash of fleshy weapons. Then I'd run you clean through, before I jogged around the block triumophantly with your body flopping from my still rigid **** like a ragdoll. After that, i'd totally never wash my balls again.
If we were to swordfight, my member would be the banana to your plantain, my fleshy yellow goo and rapidly rotting skin flopping against your tiny brown imitation of my massive cockhood.