What banter! Steve had tried the old ‘dip your finger in water to make you piss yourself in your sleep’ on Chris, and it had nearly worked, but then Chris had woken, grabbed Steve, swiftly and expertly manoeuvred him into an agonising arm lock, held that ’til his whimpering subsided before snapping the arm off and laughing, then held a loaded pistol to his head while he produced a turd for Darren to carry round to Steve’s mouth and shove it all in and pinch his nose until he swallowed it else the both of them would have got their fucking heads blown off.
Tag: pinching
Ready, aim, blaffpppppphhhhbbbb
Blaffpppphhhhhbbbb! The turd fired out, and it was followed seamlessly by the hot, smelly air that had pressed it forth. That air then slowly got pinched off as the gap was filled with another thick log, and this one more flopped than fired, and that only after some long seconds of sliding through the anal gateway.