Flock of cocks that rock your socks so hard that you mock the Doc that made them all dock in your anus. You couldn't believe the time it took to make all the cocks look like rooks. But instead of bitching and moaning and being heinous, you decided to help the Doc become famous. And as his popularity rises, the cocks in your ass (of all different sizes) begin squirting prizes. Could it all be a trick? I don't believe so, not with these dicks. While the juices begin seeping down your thighs, and your eyes widen in sudden surprise, you realize... **** i left the oven on...
Sitting there flabbergasted and assblasted, you decide to say **** it and shove the dicks further up your pawtucket. As the ramming continues, you suddenly receive some big news. The Doc jumps through your window, shattering glass everywhere. He said this to you verbatum, you swear. "Thank you anon for all your anal tries. Cuz with your help, I have received the Nobel Prize!" exclaimed the Doc with a grin on his face. You smile and nod in pace with the beat of the genitals in your anal space. The Doc whoops and hollers, enthralled with his victory, when you suddenly get a call from your girlfriend Valorie. "Where have you been? You've been gone for days!" Valorie cried, truly fazed. You say in return, voice full of laze, "I'm sorry babe, but I belong with the gays..." "No way! You like dicks too?! I have the perfect idea for me & for you..." Valorie said, putting you on hold for a few. All of a sudden, you hear glass break, while the cocks rub against your taint. Valorie swings in through the window, flying through the air, for she only lived upstairs.
After a few moments of happy surprise, the dicks remove themselves from your thighs. Spotting Valorie, the cocks acted quickly, and slithered their way into your girlfriend's pussy. They swarmed, and smashed. All the way into Valorie's ass. In her mouth, her nostrils, her hands and her tits. Not a single one missed. The cocks found their way into every orifice. As you sit there watching your girl being plowed, the Doc whooping and hollering, oh so proud. Your apartment in ruins, your ass in shambles, chaos all around. You realize your initial mistake, which got you so down. You punch and you kick, only thinking of harming and saying, "Thanks Obama, I should've voted for Romney!"