My brain is nought but a lump of meat now. Rubber. Xxx video Throb. Feast. I put my hands together as if to pray, to beg, beg, beg no more brain damage. Froth thickens. Thrusts. Throb. Spasms. Cannot think. Squeak. Throb. Penis enters bum-hole. Hands fall to sides. Suddenly I cannot think properly. Stinks. Scrabble-scrabble. I was wearing a skintight cotton shirt, it itched and stank like I had never stank before. Throb. Rock. Plead. Mouth. Squeak. I was wearing a skintight cotton shirt, it itched and stank like I had never stank before. Little gasps escape my lips, oooooooohhhhh, aaaawhhhh. Tongue thrashes about in mouth, poking bottom lip right out. Suddenly I cannot think properly. Cannot. THROB. Hands suddenly claw.
