This Is No Ordinary Cock. No Sir!



Todays topic is Cock! Big, tough, head turning cock. I ordered this cock the other day and can’t wait to display it. I think I’ll frame it in a pair of speedos. You can tell the artist really knows her cock. You could say She is a cockspert. Look at how erect She made him! He looks as hard as he is rigid. I have a feeling cock just comes on her, I mean, to her naturally. With her hands She used every stroke to bring this cock to life. Too bad it’s not alive. Because, I would eat it, head and all. Swallowing every last drop of it’s juices. Actually, I would bite its head off first thing. It’s an Alice Cooper fantasy of mine. Anyway, cock is very tasty. I like all kinds of cock. I once ate a black cock, and just can’t tell the difference between it and others. Sure there was a little more meat, but not enough to satisfy my hunger. The meat is tender and very juicy of most cocks unless they are free range, because it can taste gamey. Look at how the artist showed off his butt. Very firm. It is important that any cock I devour have a buff butt. The art of eating cock requires that you cram as much cock in your mouth as you can all at once. Be careful. It is easy to choke on a cock. If that happens you will have to administer the him-lick maneuver until you recover. Remember that peckers are sharp and if you eat your cock improperly you could lose an eye.

Anyway, I appreciate this piece. I appreciate the cock. And most of all, I appreciate the artist. If you are into cock, there is plenty more HERE!

Instead Of Beating My Child…


Okay so this is what I have been doing for therapy the past couple of days. A nautical garden party all by myself. Well, I’ve had the company of tailless lizards. Anyway, everything you see here has been stolen or picked out of the dumpster. Stolen things are much nicer just so you know, remind me to tell you about that viewsonic monitor I, ummmm, found. Remember my pussy plant? It’s planted in that boat hanging on the fence. The boat? I stole it. I had to beat back forty refugees to get it. The lobster traps? Those were a double bonus. Not only did I get the traps, but I got the twelve lobster that were in them when I stole them. The big tall grass? Yep, I ripped it out of the ground when I was visiting one of the national parks in broad daylight. In order to get it out of the park, I put it on my head and told the park ranger it was a punk rock wig. When I got it home I noticed that I was the proud owner of two endangered species. They were delicious. I also took the “Yield” sign, but that’s another project.

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