The shameful experience of being molested by an "entertainer" who dresses up as an animal character and acts friendly to lull you into a false sense of security.diverting the fact he's a rampant deviant nonce so he can touch you up inappropriately Jimmy Saville style leaving you wishing you were a leper
"What the fucks wrong Colin, you look perturbed"
" I just got bunglemawled"
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An assortment of various queers churned spunk that dribbles out of a minceing anal cock-pit after he's been bummed daft and left in a heap like a cock gagging spunk dump
The little faggot cant walk straight and hes got paggered porridge oozing out of his busted sphincter
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The resultant mess left in the bog after a violent bowel explosion
God u should have seen the shit I just did. God darned nearly shit in me undies. It looked like fizzy gravy
the act of friglicking a honeypot to the point of rapturous orgasm wherupon she squirts come into your mouth and leaving her slippier than a buttered up Charles Bronson
Ooh. I give her a right good gusset greasing. Howling like a rabid wolf she were as she squirted all over me chevvy chase. Lovely. She still cant walk straight
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Shitty residue left on knob after faecal foraging,
My cock were full of trumpet fudge after I had piped her arse
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A pass around dirtbag slut that you and all your mates go through like a dose of salts, especially at parties. She's the one that gets left their for your mates Dad when everyones gone home. She'll do owt for cock.
Have u had a go of Mandy yet? Dirty little shuffletush is upstairs with 3 cocks hanging out of her. She loves being gang fucked until her arse bleeds and she's crammed full of jizz
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That dreaded precarious situation when, seized with terrible stomach cramps and sweating like a paedo in a sweet ship, the need to let out a relieving fart is overcome by the realisation that you will arse vomit fizzy gravy all over your undies and trousers and be left with arse treacle filled shoes and the shame of smelling like someone in an old persons home
I had parp peril. I needed to guff but knew I would shart. And I was wearing white jeans. The horror
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