It occurs through a complex array of pulleys and swithces that both stimulates the general area upon which the love junk emerges while also penetrating the anuses of various passers by, who all just happen to be wandering homeless alcoholics.
It occurs through a complex array of pulleys and swithces that both stimulates the general area upon which the love junk emerges while also penetrating the anuses of various passers by, who all just happen to be wandering homeless alcoholics.
Possibly. A lot of sweaty undiluted man ass has made its acquaintance with the apparatus over the years. As I'm sure you're already well aware, it does wear the various stains that grace its outer structure as a sort of badge of honour, so who knows how many people have been afflicted with whatever has now made my beloved structure its home because of my inherent need to penetrate nature with a streaming pile of my own seed.
Of course it could also be IBS?
But I tend to favour the former, knowing what I and the apparatus are like on any given occasion.