Marc
If idiocy had a first name, it'd be Marc. I just touched my wiener to the rusty gate out back and now I think I have tetanus. I was humping it, see, and all of the sudden it slammed shut, lacerating my milky white member. It's gashed all to hell, and now I have to basically bathe in public. Fucking hormones.
If idiocy had a first name, it'd be Marc. I just touched my wiener to the rusty gate out back and now I think I have tetanus. I was humping it, see, and all of the sudden it slammed shut, lacerating my milky white member. It's gashed all to hell, and now I have to basically bathe in public. Fucking hormones.
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