Frederic Fletcher Felcher decided to try sticking the trombone up his ass hole bunger, and farting out “Seventy Six Trombones“. She had been told this many times and actually mistaken for him four times. BeePorn “It can be very pleasurable.”
“You have a real romantic streak in you, asking me to the County Corn Fest and all.” smiled Linda, “This guy named Walter took me to the Corn Fest last year, and wanted me to suck on his wang and I knew from experience that Walter’s shlong was ugly and smelled like ammonia, limburger and, old sweat socks. The sun filtered in through the window near Linda’s table and highlighted her tartlessness in silhouette. Frederic Fletcher Felcher decided to try sticking the trombone up his ass hole bunger, and farting out “Seventy Six Trombones“. Linda forcefully expulsed the contents of her stomach through her mouth and nose; vomiting gelatinous chunks of bile onto the caf?loor. One day, whilst bemoaning the fact that she had lost her tart, Linda sat listless, sipping her cappuccino among the planted palms and faceless patrons sipping overpriced coffee in the corner caf?y her apartment.
