“It’s a cock, girls,” Frank announced with glee. Grace and I exchanged eye-rolls – we’ve seen our share of penises; we knew what it was….
They surrounded me. Ten legs standing, five fingers – pointing, three penises waving, four tits swaying – all wrinkled and dry, turned to leather from…
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