The urine sprayed from my urethra in the sort of powerful manner that would put a garden hose to shame. As my golden juice filled the toilet bowl my

6 years

238 Views

The urine sprayed from my urethra in the sort of powerful manner that would put a garden hose to shame. As my golden juice filled the toilet bowl my sphincter vibrated with a blast of flatulence. A foul stench issued forth.

New Confession

You are still a savage dog in my eyes . I never liked you never talk about just a nothing . Do t think your welcome or liked loaded gun little grrrrrl

Related Confessions

but you eat razers at every funeral. not me, I just think a bit and won’t go near the dead, I hate dead bodies. then I ate a carrot after shoving up my b** on cam and I got money for it. It felt liberating. Last night I fucked a paint tin