Date: 2011-10-08, 7:31PM EDT
This Saturday, The Grammy Man has opted to ride solo and pursue adventures without the aide of his good pals AwesomeBlowjob McOrgyDirector, TrannyRosebud TheFelchBot, and Assplay TheSnowballMaster. Never before has The Grammy Man considered a one-on-one so you should consider responding now if you're looking to get your pussy railed into fucking oblivion. Because that's what he does-- he rails pussies into straight-up pussy Hell, but don't worry ladies-- due to a sprained ankle earlier in the year The Grammy Man has come upon a pair of crutches that he'd be more than willing to part with in case you need to get yourself home immediately.
Hungover from a whiskey binge the night previous, The Grammy Man now is left with a dry dick and a serious hunger for the unusual. Do you ever sit home at night and feel like something is missing? The answer is yes, yes you do, and that thing is The Grammy Man and his white dick. If you're seeking to get that hole filled (the yearning, not the sexual context) the time to act is now because The Grammy Man is in unusually high spirits because he just got a brand new watch that is solid as fuck, replacing his last Swiss Legends watch that he lost in a drunken stumble home last weekend (along with a pair of headphones but that's not important).
If you wanna do right on a Saturday night contact The Grammy Man today and ride the pussyisland express all the way into straight ecstasy.
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