I went on a porn site with obvious intentions, but I got sidetracked.
I am now watching a video where a man pisses himself, then proceeds to cover his entire body with marshmallow fluff and peanut butter. He concludes by ejaculating onto a cream pie, and hitting himself in the face with it.
I think my point here is that there is a fine line between niche pornography and postmodernist art film, and I do not know where that line is.
welcome to art school
Nobody was expecting us
Oh, god, Monty Python spam…
finally a fandom hijack I can get behind
the first smut i ever read was about a girl listening to these people having sex in a bathroom stall and when they were done she snuck in and it was like “she saw semen all over the floor and bent over to pick one up”
she picked up a sperm