"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 alien'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 cum trees of this planet. He unleashed his
relaxed, limp member which unwound like a pythonoid love-fire hose 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 cephalopodan 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. "Why do condoms
come in threes, but rubber pantyhose come in on the asteroid so late?
And why hasn't anyone taken your cherry yet?", you wheezed, cruel yet
corny.
With that umbrella, I could've poked you just the way you poked her
slender wound, you deserve it! It was time to make you into a mature
little slave. Whips, tripods, every utensil of the trade perverted my
raging desire to love you.
Then, it happened.
"Yes! Yes!"
"Stop! You can't!"
"Yes, TAKE ME HERE IF YOU'RE HALF THE PERSON I WANT YOU TO BE!" It
was electric.
"But what about the wire over there?"
"It hurts SO GOOD!"
We moved over onto the floor. The pod bay smelled like fruit, oddly
enough; however, Chris didn't mind. I maneuvered my tentacles between
her steaming, inviting crevice. She squealed and squeezed my tendril
into her mouth.
You masturbated my organ to conclusion. She fondled your balls and
inserted her clitoris within your navel. Sighing and gasping, frenzy
thrashing my legs, Roger David Carasso watching through binocs, walked
toward me holding a large sack of wet, cut up donkey livers and a
condom!
"Help me, oh you stud, you black-windowless-van-driving stud, silly
boy! Cut out this nonsense. Unleash your throbbing-14-inch-loverod!"
Peeling a banana, and placing it between my teeth, I lost my
erection and then beat you with the banana peel, while fondling myself.
The flowing juices covered his left buttcheek, and the effervescent
smell pervaded the whole damn dam, and my left thigh ran for pubic
orifice. LAY IT ON fuck me now YES yes YES!!!! Lick my futon NOW roger
NOW in the zendo! Her juicy bung hole glistening with hair-styling gel
and dipped his prodder into her quivering bowl of Jell-O.
"I'm a Republican!"
"I've always loved republicans"
"Register my vote!!!"
"Register THIS, you slick-juice-covered barely-nubile fuck-thing
REPUBLICAN PARTY ANIMAL!!!"
"The animals will run in fear from us!" Oomph! UNNNGGHH!! "I
came," Roger said, "uh, sorry about spilling the dog droppings in your
collection of severed penises. But that's just dandy."
She invited me with her glistening unsatisfied cuntlips to watch
"America's Most Fuckable" and disgusting semi-pervert bestializes
invaded our dreams.
THE END
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