Brock Lesnar has a giant perfect 12 inch long dick with the girth of a coke can.

And he fucks like a seventies porn star. Like long before Viagra or testosterone patches, He simply wills his ginormous penis to marbled hardness filling it with 2 gallons of blood. And he controls his penis. He tells it when to let loose with his quart of pure whey man protein that is suspected to act as a moisturizer that prevents aging in women. And after he kicks the sexually satisfied and blissfully broken model bombshell out of his bed so that next one can join him, just like that, he wills that gigantic dick back to erection, ready to go again, and again and again.
This is my theory.
Because it is not enough that he is this massive monster of a man towering at 63 and weighing in at 300lbs. There are plenty of other tall men that weight this much. But not Brock. He is 300 lbs of PURE MUSCLE. Not an oz of fat on his body anywhere.
He also has athletic discipline and high work ethics. He trains hard. He pushes himself and challenges himself because simply being a massively huge tall good looking white male without an ounce of fat is not enough. No. He has to be even better.
So after making a million million dollars as a famous pro wrestler he decides he will walk off the street and into the octagon with the very toughest men in the world. And he destroys all of them.
Lets recap. He owns hundreds of acres of farmland in northern Minnesota where he built his dream mansion. He has made millions before the age 30 and never has to work again. He is tall, muscular and good looking. Womens thighs moisten at the sight of him. He has had sex with hundreds of beautiful women. He beats up the toughest men in the world as a way to stay motivated and fit. And of course; he has a 12 inch cock.
Do you guys remember the giant Tsunami that happened a couple years back. That was the universe. The yin and the yang so to speak. 100,000 tiny Indonesian people had to die for one Brock Lesnar.
Man I hate that guy.

And he fucks like a seventies porn star. Like long before Viagra or testosterone patches, He simply wills his ginormous penis to marbled hardness filling it with 2 gallons of blood. And he controls his penis. He tells it when to let loose with his quart of pure whey man protein that is suspected to act as a moisturizer that prevents aging in women. And after he kicks the sexually satisfied and blissfully broken model bombshell out of his bed so that next one can join him, just like that, he wills that gigantic dick back to erection, ready to go again, and again and again.
This is my theory.
Because it is not enough that he is this massive monster of a man towering at 63 and weighing in at 300lbs. There are plenty of other tall men that weight this much. But not Brock. He is 300 lbs of PURE MUSCLE. Not an oz of fat on his body anywhere.
He also has athletic discipline and high work ethics. He trains hard. He pushes himself and challenges himself because simply being a massively huge tall good looking white male without an ounce of fat is not enough. No. He has to be even better.
So after making a million million dollars as a famous pro wrestler he decides he will walk off the street and into the octagon with the very toughest men in the world. And he destroys all of them.
Lets recap. He owns hundreds of acres of farmland in northern Minnesota where he built his dream mansion. He has made millions before the age 30 and never has to work again. He is tall, muscular and good looking. Womens thighs moisten at the sight of him. He has had sex with hundreds of beautiful women. He beats up the toughest men in the world as a way to stay motivated and fit. And of course; he has a 12 inch cock.
Do you guys remember the giant Tsunami that happened a couple years back. That was the universe. The yin and the yang so to speak. 100,000 tiny Indonesian people had to die for one Brock Lesnar.
Man I hate that guy.
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rambo:
You would think! But we tried that and all it did was move us to another (albeit shorter) line where they weren't letting anyone in.
setsuka:
Aw, thanks .
