

You put up with the puppet prostate because you love it.

TG: i am enrobed in chafing, wriggling god fucking damned puppet pelvis TG: an obscenely long, coarse kermit cock is being dragged across my anguished face TT: Let's put this into perspective. TG: ok wait hold on why am i getting this stupid game for you TG: youre the one who should be wrist deep in puppet ass TT: What is the specific problem? TG: the problem is i am up to my goddamn neck in fucking puppet dong TT: You know you like the mannequin dick. There is a blinking red light, and a DIAGRAM etched into a panel. The device features a counter-top station design with a KEYBOARD SETUP, not unlike an old fashioned computer. Feeling especially economical with your behavior suddenly, you scoop up all the grist in the room, and turn your attention to the PUNCH DESIGNIX all in one fell swoop. until next time Wait, where did all this sweet loot come from? And why is there suddenly a crumpled hat on your head? > John: Gather grist, examine designix. > thank you so very very much, dear favorable small primate > i shall take my leave now john. It's not really necessary, but thanks anyway.
