South Park: Bigger Longer And Uncut Script Novels & Stories

I grab an unopened bottle of beer, pop the top and swallow. “Is your cock really that big, Mack? You know all the girls in school had a betting pool on how big it was. Charity Glenn said it was ten inches and as big as her fist. She said she saw it firsthand. Is that true? Did you show Charity Glenn your cock but not me, your best, best friend?” Sunny thumps her chest, and the wine that I had carefully measured out sloshes up and over the rim and onto her blue T-shirt. “Oh, shit. I spilled.”

(okay, now pullout, let me continue with my work) Johnson ➡(what!?) Wetin u say? (what did you say BigBam ➡Ah, ah, I say remove am now! I wan continue work. (I said remove your dick, so that I can continue withy work) Johnson ➡You're not okay! 😡

Arabella shielded me behind her and said with a smile, “Have a good evening, Mr. Suede. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out. By the way, the security at the entrance mentioned that your car is double-parked. Mind moving it?” Patrick clenched his fists, his knuckles popping. In the end, he walked away without another word. That night, the business news channels replayed the dramatic moment in a loop. Nestled in my office sofa, Arabella scrolled through the comments on her phone and doubled over with laughter. “Check this one out. The CEO of Suede Corporation turned sour as Brimble Network’s Power Duo took home the win. This journalist sure has a way with words. They deserve a raise. Hah

I simply lowered my bottoms waistband and briefs, flashing my semi-hard dick out as I changed topic as if nothing happened. That worked. He shut up, joined me on the couch, got his face on my crotch and gave it a good sniff - I must've been a bit musky as I had been on a run in South Park earlier that day. He seemed to enjoy that so I got my (now fully hard) dick out.