He said that ladies's got eggs up inside of 'em, and when that seed gets on them eggs it turns them into a baby and that's where babies comes from
Group Sex. I reckoned Granma McCutcheon'd be right proud of me too if I went out and showed her, so I went into the kitchen with my jeans all poked out from my swoll up pecker, and I said, Look at me Granma! I'm a man! Look how hard my pecker's gone!
Well, I reckon Granma musta been in one of her ornery moods that day, 'cause she took one look at me and grabbed her big black skillet, and said, Wendell, you put that durn thing away 'fore hit you 'round the head with this skillet so hard, by the time you remember what it's good fer, you'll be too old to use it.
. Her head barely came up to his chin. Their nearest neighbor was ol’ lady Woodson and her two sons who lived at the beginning of the hollow, about a mile back, near the main paved road
He said that ladies's got eggs up inside of 'em, and when that seed gets on them eggs it turns them into a baby and that's where babies comes from
Group Sex. I reckoned Granma McCutcheon'd be right proud of me too if I went out and showed her, so I went into the kitchen with my jeans all poked out from my swoll up pecker, and I said, Look at me Granma! I'm a man! Look how hard my pecker's gone!
Well, I reckon Granma musta been in one of her ornery moods that day, 'cause she took one look at me and grabbed her big black skillet, and said, Wendell, you put that durn thing away 'fore hit you 'round the head with this skillet so hard, by the time you remember what it's good fer, you'll be too old to use it.
. Her head barely came up to his chin. Their nearest neighbor was ol’ lady Woodson and her two sons who lived at the beginning of the hollow, about a mile back, near the main paved road
He said that ladies's got eggs up inside of 'em, and when that seed gets on them eggs it turns them into a baby and that's where babies comes from
Group Sex. I reckoned Granma McCutcheon'd be right proud of me too if I went out and showed her, so I went into the kitchen with my jeans all poked out from my swoll up pecker, and I said, Look at me Granma! I'm a man! Look how hard my pecker's gone!
Well, I reckon Granma musta been in one of her ornery moods that day, 'cause she took one look at me and grabbed her big black skillet, and said, Wendell, you put that durn thing away 'fore hit you 'round the head with this skillet so hard, by the time you remember what it's good fer, you'll be too old to use it.
. Her head barely came up to his chin. Their nearest neighbor was ol’ lady Woodson and her two sons who lived at the beginning of the hollow, about a mile back, near the main paved road
