Be the prison sex-raffle prize.
Bogs-historiographers using the internet archive's wayback machine, To find the first uploaded vids of mum in the latrine.
In Mum’s experience, members of socioeconomic class ABC1 Are unlikely to have, or be able to effectively wield, a ‘big ‘un’ .
Alarmingly, bogs-observers believe mum may not have yet reached her sexual peak, However, it's also noted that her activity may be curtailed by the near erosion of her poo-beak.
At the Sperm Bank, Dad's asking for "kiddie mags" for help with his wank.
In the bogs, dad is persona non grata, Primarily because of his 'chipolata.'
One thing dad would really enjoy? Sexual intercourse with an infant boy.
Mum’s the Rachmaninov Of jerking many man off
The tightly packed, baying bogs-throng, Chomping at the bit to do mum up the wrong.
At the orgy of TV detectives, Your eyesight was not defective, The well-mannered and deferent Albert Campion, Declared your Dad the bum-fisting champion.
Ho ho ho, in Santa’s grotto Mum’s festively giving blokes presents (botto)
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