So after I showed my brother the site about Roy Orbison in cling film he decided to write some fiction of his own. I will present it to you now.
"After the acid bath has removed your skin, the only way I can think of to retain all your bodily fluids is to wrap you entirely in cling-film," I offer, adopting a generous tone. "I have some in my car," I add.
"Very well, then," Roy wheezes, grimacing, "begin."
I start at the ankles, and slowly, tenderly, work my way up. Despite the sympathetic pain I feel for the skinless, suitless Roy, I am beside myself with orgasmic joy.
"You are now entirely wrapped in cling-film," I say when I have finished.
"Thank you," says Roy, "now please get me to a hospital."
I nod to Jetta, and she takes the wheel as I cradle Roy gently in my arms.
"After the acid bath has removed your skin, the only way I can think of to retain all your bodily fluids is to wrap you entirely in cling-film," I offer, adopting a generous tone. "I have some in my car," I add.
"Very well, then," Roy wheezes, grimacing, "begin."
I start at the ankles, and slowly, tenderly, work my way up. Despite the sympathetic pain I feel for the skinless, suitless Roy, I am beside myself with orgasmic joy.
"You are now entirely wrapped in cling-film," I say when I have finished.
"Thank you," says Roy, "now please get me to a hospital."
I nod to Jetta, and she takes the wheel as I cradle Roy gently in my arms.
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louise:
dude, you got two 'i love you's from SGs. i think that makes you, like, Super Stud Supreme.
velvetkither:
reminds me of a turtle with no shell, who only wishes to be a bird, cause they dont need one.