Originally posted by Jesus McBurger
Nothing like a hot wiener between a nice pair of firm buns
OMG yeah, when that wiener slides in between those firm buns and those buns squeeze themselves around the wiener embracing it in a display of harmony and passion...,that's the good stuff. However, it's not fully realized until your hands take action controlling the, wiener and buns in a slow and steady motion, guiding all senses into a state of euphoria.
With a solid thrust and sharp clenching of the teeth all control is lost in the midst of ecstasy.
Now you pull the wiener out and look at the violently torn buns and guilt begins to set in and you begin to question if those few moments of bliss were worth the effort? However, it doesn't matter because stains on your shirt will always remind of the sinful deeds you just did.
Originally posted by jinXed by JaNx
OMG yeah, when that wiener slides in between those firm buns and those buns squeeze themselves around the wiener embracing it in a display of harmony and passion...,that's the good stuff. However, it's not fully realized until your hands take action controlling the, wiener and buns in a slow and steady motion, guiding all senses into a state of euphoria.
With a solid thrust and sharp clenching of the teeth all control is lost in the midst of ecstasy.Now you pull the wiener out and look at the violently torn buns and guilt begins to set in and you begin to question if those few moments of bliss were worth the effort? However, it doesn't matter because stains on your shirt will always remind of the sinful deeds you just did.