PhobiasWhat gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
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chthonic, Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
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..... As Tobermoray gently edged his fuzzy cock deeper in between Orinoco's hairy buttocks, he felt the gently pucker of the young womble's anus dialate and grant him entry.
The kindly old Womble that he was he then reached around and grasped the base of Orinoco's twitching member as he started to thrust. "Uncle Bulgaria will want you later" he rasped into his ear...
The sound of the other Wombles singing the Wombling song outside made them change rythm, and Tobermoray thrust home in time to the verse...
In the shadows of the corner of the room Madame Chaulet watched Tobermoray's exposed rear end while menacingly rubbing butter into the shaft of her rolling pin....
Naah.. That's too wierd... Womble porn is probably a bad thing. I shall refrain...
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Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Mon 14 Apr 2008, 15:16,
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