Those plush, plastic-covered bagels were inviting to the touch. It was like a robotic toy with an intelligence below room temperature. She was presented to Barney to get her tongue unstuck from the passage there. When she tried to pass through the uvula, there seemed to be some resistance, and when she eventually got in, it caused her quite a bit of distress. She gave deep throat action and enjoyed a bit of backdoor pleasure; then, she drank yellow-hued discipline from a hosepipe. She pleaded for Vaccinated Vandal’s semen as he thrust against her and filled her up—her biological clock ticking like an impending explosion. Three more loads of goo flew across her face before Bootleg spat out some saliva over her.
