ok, my gag reflexes are working overtime.
i don’t think i’ve ever felt this sick before.
i think i might actually vomit….(excuse me, gagging)…while typing this.
my dad….just….(gagging)…emailed me…..(taking a deep breath)…his most…(sorry, gagging again)…(oops, now convulsing)…embarrassing sex moment.
the worst part…i READ it.
i think i need to lie down now.
damn you father–and your “open lines of communication!” (you can’t see me, but i’m mocking you as i’m flipping you the bird–how’s THAT for communication?)
and for future reference (just so we’re clear)–i’m not interested in hearing about you “getting it on” with some random chick who you’re sure just had the time of her life because her toes kept curling.
oh my god…i think i’m going to be sick. must. get. image. out. of. my. head.
it burns! it burns!
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would you have felt better if it were your mom and that was the story of your conception?
you’re welcome.
no. like every other kid from the 70s, i choose to believe i was left on the front porch by a stork!
…but thanks for trying.
he is a degenerate!
That was probably just pay back from him for having to read about your kinky sex toys.
yeah, but everyone knows that the stuff on this site if fiction! i don’t REALLY have sex toys. what was it that austin powers said about the penis pump? “that’s not mine.”