I am here to tell you about the sex I am having. Let me tell you about Alexis, the big dick boy with a heart of gold. The end.
can yo u fuck a croissant? can you kill a fictional character and then 3D print him into the real world, like pillsbury dough boy was up here as a 9 inch man opening my pussy lips nad rubbing his hat all up in my birth canal, slowly fingering me with his scalp while he put those legs to work double penetrating my asshole. What’s fisting like? Is it like satan? Mom will this make me go to hell? Do I ever give a fuck, about anything that requires responsibility? no. the answer is i am a selfish fucking person, who lives in your house when you’re trashing yourself to whores in a world where cats and humans share DNA and sperm is interchangeable between species, so i can finally reporduce with a fucking smart animal that’s good at survival. you know i always wanted to adopt kids, but i can’t beat that desire to pass on the ol’ DNA, so i can cross breed with a jaguar at the zoo and give birth on CNN to the first woman you actually can’t fuck with because she has the jaguar’s extreme senses and strength and my unparalleled confidence and wit.