Sort of a reader submission by Jain Daire
Uncle Walter is
not responsible for the accuracy of reader submissions. In other words,
if it's wrong, it ain't his fault!
Sort of a reader submission by Jain Daire
Uncle Walter is
not responsible for the accuracy of reader submissions. In other words,
if it's wrong, it ain't his fault!
Posted at 11:28 PM in Dislocated Members, Dr. Feelgood, Future T-shirt Quote, Interior Design, Reluctance, Sexual, Spelunking, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (5) | TrackBack (0)
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Posted at 10:47 PM in Death and Dismemberment, Dislocated Members, Flamey, Sexual, Spelunking, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack (0)
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We just couldn't help ourselves...
"He lowered his hand over her, she felt his fingers comb through her nether curls as he slid his hand downward, her folds parting and slipping into place around his long fingers."
"She felt her eyes go round. 'Good Lord!' she cried.
'What is that?'"
"Konstanze pointed to his crotch. 'Is there something amiss with it?'
He stood straight, naked now, his penis protruding like the pole of a shop sign. He looked down at it, and it began to deflate, shrinking and sagging. 'I don't think so.'
'But...' she said, her eyes fixed upon it as if upon a snake, 'it's so big.'
'It is?' The member in question puffed up as if in pride, regaining its former stiff stature. 'That's to make it better to please you with, my dear,' he said, and when she looked up at his face, he was grinning.
She pulled the sheet up, gripping it tightly. 'It's not what I expected. It's like something out of that book, "an enormous machine.''"
"She hesitated, but the truth was she would very much like to touch it and become acquainted."
"The thing might as well have been the appendage of a different animal entirely, compared to what had hung between Budd's legs."
"She pushed down the sheet and then, feeling like Sleeping Beauty reaching for the deadly spindle, touched the beast upon its head. It bobbed in response."
"She almost forgot that it was attached to Tom, she became so engrossed in exploring the contours and running her fingertips along ridges, and letting the dampened end nudge her palm like the nose of a friendly dog."
"At the entrance to her body she felt a moistening -- a desire rising within her to have Tom inside her, to have him filling a new and hungry emptiness the way the heroine in the Memoirs had been filled. The very interior of her felt as if it was alive with wanting, her flesh tingling with the need to be taken."
"She sucked in a breath at the surprise of it, the head feeling now like a veritable fist against her, it was so wide and her body so unwilling to receive it."
"He stopped with his face above that space between her thighs, and as she watched in horrified embarrassment he combed away her curls with his fingers and parted her nether lips."
"She dropped back onto the pillows at the luscious contact, eyes closing and all thought melting away into a starry black galaxy of pleasure."
"His manhood pulsed against her, and something warm and wet spread in spurts between their bodies."
She looked down at her belly, then sat halfway up in surprise, her fingers going to the substance spread there. 'The 'milky effusion'!'"
Posted at 10:58 PM in Animal Husbandry, Books, Death and Dismemberment, Dislocated Members, Flamey, Frolicking, Henchman, Interior Design, Natural Disasters, Quivering, Religion, Reluctance, Sexual, Spelunking, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)
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Posted at 07:13 PM in Bowel Movements, Death and Dismemberment, Dislocated Members, Food and Drink, Interior Design, Quivering, Spelunking, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (11) | TrackBack (0)
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"'Oh God, Charles, you feel incredible. You're like a rock inside me.'
His voice was tortured. 'You feel wonderful, too, love. So soft and hot and snug.'"
Posted at 09:21 PM in Death and Dismemberment, Dislocated Members, Future T-shirt Quote, Gardening, Insanity, Interior Design, Quivering, Sexual, Spelunking, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (10) | TrackBack (0)
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"The ache became a raw pain, and Amanda was thoroughly relieved when he finally withdrew, taking the burning lance with him."
Posted at 10:37 PM in Death and Dismemberment, Film, Flamey, Sexual, Television, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (19) | TrackBack (0)
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"The seductive picture she made, a picture perhaps not as unpremeditated as she might wish him to believe, Morigan thought sourly, sent hot blood pounding through his groin. His semiflaccid organ flared to its full, jutting height."
Posted at 12:07 AM in Dislocated Members, Quivering, Sexual, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (5) | TrackBack (0)
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Posted at 11:01 PM in Death and Dismemberment, Dislocated Members, Flamey, Future T-shirt Quote, Interior Design, Natural Disasters, Sexual, Spelunking, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)
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Posted at 11:59 PM in Clothing, Interior Design, Sexual, Spelunking, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (7) | TrackBack (0)
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"Lord God, she thought more than once as she lay rigid beside him, trying to control the undulation of loins that were left hungry and wanting, if Breel came by, I'd fall on him!"
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Posted at 09:18 PM in Animal Husbandry, Death and Dismemberment, Dislocated Members, Food and Drink, Henchman, Sexual, Tenderloins | Permalink | Comments (7) | TrackBack (0)
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