It's my first time.
Never done this before, that's for sure.
But hey, better late than never.
Okay, deep breaths, man, deep breaths.
So, what's first?
Nakedness would help.
And then there's that flesh - dimpled and plump, waiting for me to wrap my lips around its--
No, wait, you're getting ahead of yourself.
The prologue to the main event:
Some people go bareback. Others prefer to wear protection. The latter seems like a good idea to me.
I slip it on.
Fits like a glove.
Time to get down to business--
- (it's business! / it's business tiiiiiiime!) -
- ((DAMN IT, BRAIN, THIS IS NOT THE TIME FOR A FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS REFERENCE!!!)) -
--and all that.
Here we go, then.
Legs wide apart, I slip myself inside smoothly.
I feel around, getting the lay of the land.
Well, it's...wet, for sure. A bit squishy. Pretty deep.
I probe further, pushing myself in as far as I can go...
...I'm almost there...
I pull the giblets out, throw them and the throwaway glove away, put the turkey in the oven, and leave it to roast while I watch what's on TV for however long that damn bird takes to cook...
Created: Mar 01, 2014the_23rd_joker Document Media