After reviewing the forums for a second I decide there’s more than enough jerking off going on there, so I download a few pics and photoshop them into my ideal babe. Porn I doze off on the couch from such a rough morning. Olga gives me that “I’ve had enough of this” look – just like my 3rd grade teacher used to do until the day she handed me a high school diploma and said, “You gradumated – no need to come back!” I always wondered why nobody else had a diploma written on a napkin. From then on, all of the porn items in my possession (which happened to be the only things I actually owned) were useless. WHAM! Tuesday mornings suck. Olga was a conscientious objector when it came to foreplay, and my sphincter testified to that! “please to tuck gonads in.” I grab my machinery with both hands
