Moose Knuckles, and selected, bulging, ephemera.
Satire, Social Commentary, Sheath-Bursting Romance and Rude Vegetables.
Saturday, 9 June 2012
A Summer's Blush
I asked if I could see her chesticles. She said only if I can see your crotchoris.
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