I woke up early in the morning today.
I sat up straight in my bed and I looked down under my blanket,
I put my hand slowly down my underwear
as I felt a shill all over my body as I smirked.
Suddenly I woke up, I was dreaming.
The place was rather fuzzy
like a pink dildo covered in fur,
you know, the one I gave to you
on your birthday anyway...
I had a urge for grilled chicken topped with gravy
so I walked down the road in the place I where.
After about one hour or so I could hear a voice
far away. I started running and I saw a house,
then I stopped outside of it and looked inside the window.
There was a naked man in there.
He was rubbing his dick against a poster of Jessica Parker.
Without any hesitation, I break through the door
and break of his dick, I undressed and fuck the poster
down to pieces and I had such big orgy that I collapsed.
I woke up at home holding a dead duck
in my hand and a pickle in the other hand.
I started crying as I had a massive heart attack and died.