There once was a very slippery ostrich who never liked to sit crossed legged, but always sat like he wanted to jump like a frog sitting on a very hot lily pad in The Swirling Vortex, at the centre of the abyss. He truly thought of nothing else but the sweet succulent flavour of sweet honey dew. When suddenly, a mysteriously dark creature appeared in the distance. The ostrich slowly backed up and tripped over the many dildos around his feet. He grabs one and throws it, still pulsing as it collides with the large, soft, cranium belong to Zelda's left head and cums all over the large,soft cranium. He then proceeds to eat the freshly bruised flesh until he cums in pure pleasure.
Just then, a giant purple unicorn begins to gallop into the forest, laden with a way she looks so desperate, but likes to fuck like a donkey. She looked intensely horny as hell, nipples standing erect, ready to pounce and overwhelm anything wearing nipple clamps. She stops suddenly, when she realized that danger was just around the corner of the large black rock, covered in slimy toads. As she sniffed the fetid aroma emanating from the dark pit, a gasp escaped from the depths of the pit.She became nauseated and really dizzy so she decided it was tennis players sweating heavily, grunting playing with themselves. What a wonderful site, she thought.
The ostrich poked her head up from the kangaroo's crotch and croaked, "What the hell is going on? I smell pussy, where did that bitch go?" What a tease she is, he, he, he. Ozzie turned his head, at that moment a flaming Winnebago hurtled down from the hillside above, the driver screaming, "WTF are you doing here?" He suddenly questioned why Ozzie was going down on kanga. The Winnebago exploded into a million tiny fragments of the purest intergalactic space gism and fluttered through the air like ash. Brilliant red ash carpeted the ground, sizzling and smoking. Ozzie gagged as the gritty petcock sprayed the back room crowd that had gathered around to watch the, screaming birth canal. From which issued an amazing big Pile of Dumplings.
Back at home, space and time was changing drastically. Changing perceptions about love and lust, was very hard. Especially when you are draped naked with a hard-on over the top of the girl's huge round bed, begging her to take every inch in her tight, liver stuffed tubesock.She squealed in a piercing primal pig like manner they called Swinehallow. Hard-on receding, he longed for a chance to release tightly bound breasts, lick them incessantly visible to all but the blind wild masturbating monkey, feeling the pains of being pure at heart, though without breaking stride, in mid-fap, however he failed
Just then, a giant purple unicorn begins to gallop into the forest, laden with a way she looks so desperate, but likes to fuck like a donkey. She looked intensely horny as hell, nipples standing erect, ready to pounce and overwhelm anything wearing nipple clamps. She stops suddenly, when she realized that danger was just around the corner of the large black rock, covered in slimy toads. As she sniffed the fetid aroma emanating from the dark pit, a gasp escaped from the depths of the pit.She became nauseated and really dizzy so she decided it was tennis players sweating heavily, grunting playing with themselves. What a wonderful site, she thought.
The ostrich poked her head up from the kangaroo's crotch and croaked, "What the hell is going on? I smell pussy, where did that bitch go?" What a tease she is, he, he, he. Ozzie turned his head, at that moment a flaming Winnebago hurtled down from the hillside above, the driver screaming, "WTF are you doing here?" He suddenly questioned why Ozzie was going down on kanga. The Winnebago exploded into a million tiny fragments of the purest intergalactic space gism and fluttered through the air like ash. Brilliant red ash carpeted the ground, sizzling and smoking. Ozzie gagged as the gritty petcock sprayed the back room crowd that had gathered around to watch the, screaming birth canal. From which issued an amazing big Pile of Dumplings.
Back at home, space and time was changing drastically. Changing perceptions about love and lust, was very hard. Especially when you are draped naked with a hard-on over the top of the girl's huge round bed, begging her to take every inch in her tight, liver stuffed tubesock.She squealed in a piercing primal pig like manner they called Swinehallow. Hard-on receding, he longed for a chance to release tightly bound breasts, lick them incessantly visible to all but the blind wild masturbating monkey, feeling the pains of being pure at heart, though without breaking stride, in mid-fap, however he failed
