chocolate blumpkin

Two expensive hookers fight over giving you a regular blumpkin, only this time one is holding a newspaper above her head while the other plays a xylophone to the tune of "Through the fire in flames."

Toilet paper is forbidden, and the hoes must fight over the opportunity to rim job you dry.

Dude, I got a chocolate blumpkin last night! Ended up with my legs behind my ears and it was awesome. one of the hoes fucked up the last chorus though...