So female dolphins have vaginal secretions that make a male dolphin just cum over and over and over. From this point on, I will call these secretions “Dolphin Pussy Jelly.” Scientists were like “holy shit, dude we gotta test this. You know, for science.” So the scientists collected a sample of said Dolphin Pussy Jelly, and had a test primate. They swabbed it on the male primate’s dick, sat back and watched the show. Now you see, it worked. But it worked a little too well. The monkey straight up had a heart attack because it used all of its energy into fucking cumming. I want to like in a world where this is a commercial product. I want I to say “you know what, I want to die and I know what to do about it.” I want to live in a world where I can go into my local grocery store, pick up a bottle of “Smucker’s Dolphin Pussy Jelly,” and just fucking cum myself to death.
Dear Meowskulls;
How would you feel if I laid on your back, with your hands tied above your head, with your soft body pulled far enough down that you can't even move your hands; having your thighs griped and your calves put on my shoulders, having your knees pushed into your chest as I bite up on your shoulder and neck, while you can't even fight back with all your weight on your back, as your tight ass gets stretched open by my big cock. Just as you're getting used to my rock hard tip, you feel 5 inches just trust into you stretching you wider than you've gone before. Just poking the roof of your bussy, with your prostate getting nicely and firmly pushed into, your soft moans barely able to be heard by me due to your labored breathing as I tease your boycock as I fuck you. Finally when you think I've gotten close I pull it out and leave the room with you still tied up. I come back later when you're all calmed down and your cock is flacid; but I'm still hard as ever, this time I grab your hips and flip you over, your restraints pulling harder than ever, not even letting you rest your chest, and your head weighs down in exhaustion. As I cuff both of your paws to aposing sides of the bed, I grip your now dry ass and spread it with my hands sticking my mildly lubed hands deep into your ass, griping your donut and pulling it open. I spit into your asshole before burying my face in it, then you feel something sharp and hard go into your ass. As I spray whipped cream deep inside, then with my tongue and face I push as far and deep as I can trying retrieve more and more from your perfect ass. Finally I spit into your ass again before glazing both the in and outside of your xe/xer ass with bad dragon cum lube before spraying more whipped cream. Now as you feel it slide in it doesn't come as a shock or hurt, it just goes in to the 5 girthy inches you got used to before. This time and you're laying there exhausted from our first session, not able to rest your suspended head or chest you feel my wide arms wrap around your chest and back, my hands reaching for your boytittys and shoulders. You flinch in a pleasurable pain as I sink my teeth into your shoulder, and traps slowly moving up biting up on your neck. You hear me softly whispering stuff to you, but can't really tell what I'm saying; you can just tell it's me worshiping your ass. As I'm fucking you slowly I work up to thrusting harder and faster. You start feeling what you thought was the base of my dick pop inside, another 2-3 inches about twice as girth as the first 5 goes deep inside you, almost tearing your donut as you feel my cock and lube fill your tight ass and hit your prostate at the right angle. A bit of pre cum drips off your cock, as you feel your ass tighting back up against the base of my knot. I keep fucking you but it's not as deep this time you just feel the knot pressed deep in you pulling and pushing on your tight hole. Suddenly as I bite harder into your neck you feel line after line of hot rope squirt inside of you, finally you feel me stop pumping as I put all my weight on your chest and back putting weight on your constraints. You think I'm asleep but I'm still rock hard. You determined to get your own pleasure start humping me feeling all my hot cum and lube slosh inside of you; suddenly after 10ish minute of humping as hard as you could you hear me whimpering/moaning as you feel more hot squirts inside of you. You cum as hard as you can with all that pent up cum making a mess all over our bed.
Yall feel me on this?
This MLP panel is from an old comic called ‘Master Chief and Luna Hanging Out’, it was 99 pages of early 2010’s DeviantArt nonsense that disappeared when the artist, thet7770ify, deleted their account. This is one of the few surviving panels and comic is actually considered as lost media.
okay so 18 pounds of cokane, 12 pounds of crake and 7 male stripers. but make sure none of them are white, i cant see the coke on them if they are
yo so drake got the 15 pro or the pro max, so thats either 5.77 inches or 6.30 inches. if you assume that hes holding it from the 1/3rd point of his piece, then he's hitting !bbc range, but if its a 15 pro not max, then he's hitting BBCJR range. Anyone know what phone it is?
I am simply him, I am the ultimate Growtopian. When I was born I was born with the default Growtopian swag. My box-shaped head, my green shirt, my sexy redhead, and my jeans are a sign of this. I was always hungry for profit, I would steal the crayons of other kids in kindergarten and sell them after school on the streets. One faithful day tho, I stumbled across Growtopia. When papi Ubisoft blessed me with my first ever world lock I was flabbergasted. I could not breathe, the shine, the golden color was too much to take in. I knew I needed more. That night I stole my mom's credit card and spent the remaining 200 dollars of our family's worth on gems, what a blessing it was. I wasn't done though, I took a second mortgage on our house for more gems, more wls. I sold my brother on ebay for 5 dollars and bought more gems, my empire grew and grew. but there was no end in sight, I was too deep into the rabbit hole. It didn't matter if I was homeless now that I had the blessing of Ubisoft and my world locks. One unfortunate night when I was living in my little tent down the street a group of very suspicious people appeared. Thet seemed really angry saying things like "kontol", "anjing" and some "WKWKWK". I could not tell what was happening but next thing I know is my little tent turning upside down, my phone stripped from my hands and before my eyes, a group of 4 indos stole all my wls and dropped them into their display box in their world. They started to dance over me saying "WOKWOKWOKWOKWOK" and "NOOB LOL". My pride, my life and my world has been shattered. I humbly ask you all to give me some wls.
Christopher, my son, did I ever tell you the full story of Shelob? You know, the monstrous spider - descended from the vile Ungoliant! - which I used to read aloud of in our Oxford meetings of the Inklings? Well what I didn't mention back then was Shelob could also transform into a totally hot babe: all pale and dark and wan like Rebecca in lvanhoe or what will later come to be known as the goth subculture. In fact she looked very much like the pornographic actress Stoya who will be born 13 years after I die. Christopher, I will be entrusting you with my estate. If there is ever a videogame adaptation of my work you must make sure they get this Shelob right - make sure she is what the Anglo-Saxons would have called a hæða ecge, a real sexy bitch.
