| Mnay people do not know what the actual hoohoo is, some say that it is a sacred area in the southern part of a foreign land. Others say that it is a mysterious idol with secrets inside. Little do they know that Jamie knows exactly what the hoohoo is and what it does. One evening Jamie was sitting at her computer, talking to friends and writing bad stories about people who will one day read them and come to spank her like the bad little girl she is, throwing her over their knee and ripping off her clothes as their hand comes smacking down, burning the imprint of...ehem. All of a sudden she felt a thrill run through her spine and a fluttering feeling surging through her hoohoo like a bolt of lightning and the top of a news networks satellite. Slowly her hand crawled lower...lower and lower and lower and lower until she retied her shoe lace before crawling back up. Such a nice warm, succulent feeling rested there and her hand remained attached. As she scratched her head with one hand she rubbed her hoohoo with the other, desperate for someone to slide a finger in there, experiancing the warm wetness of her fertility before they threw her down on the bed and took her for all that she was worth, spraying their formula of sperm and DNA into...EHEM. She closed her eyes, her nipples gently moving over her breasts and she attempted to suck her fingers but accidentally got them into her nose. Too horny to remove them she left them there. She leaned back, making a squeaky noise of that of a bitch in heat, gesturing with the fumes of femininity for a male dog to come in , hard manhood dripping and EHEM. She leaned further back...and fell from her perch high in the chair, crashing down with a frenzied orgasm, squawking and squealing in agony. But then she realized she hadn't orgasmed, she had just fell on the poor fat bird name Ridley. |
| Hoohoo - Master V |