childhood emotion of wanting a dragon that is your friend so bad that it feels like there is a vacuum in your soul that only a dragon who is your friend can fill
normalize lying to matt lauer about seeing a clown explode to death in his little clown car
Imagine getting head in a sensory deprivation tank. Like no stimuli at all except being slobbed. I bet it’s life changing
the sounds of the sucker getting drowned in water and dick would cancel out the sensory deprivation part of the whole tank, no?
They’re suspended above the pool of water via a complicated system of pulleys and harnesses as to not disturb anything but my meat
you’re fucking a clown he’s balls deep ready to cum and you tell him to pull out but his clown dick is comically long and it takes him a solid minute of yanking and coiling it like a rope to get it all out