Steely McMichaels

a beneficent and g-d-pleasing act that requires at least one sorost-tute (able bodied is a must – an amputee would be too cruel) and one tall frosty can of steel reserve. merely lead the c-ck hungry wh-r- (i.e. the sorost-tute) into your bedroom or the back of your van, wherever you normally do this stuff, and proceed to penetrate her vigorously. after she is good and moist from some heavy duty f-cking, pull out of her gaping v-g-n- and immediately enter her gaping r-ct-m. since she is a lowly wh-r-, she will expect this move as lovemaking’s natural progression. but here’s where you surprise the b-tch: upon reaching climax, pull out once more and nut all over her back, but aim your shooting sperm arc so most of it gets in her stylish hairdo. as she contemplates the p-ss poor state of her life, you perform the coup de grace by shot gunning the steel reserve and pouring the undrinkable trickles on her c-m gummed head. if and only if she really deserve this last part, then go ahead and: place one palm under her chin for leverage while smashing the empty can down on the top of her skull, thus crushing the can and whatever fleeting scr-ps of dignity she may have had left.
hey i heard your sl-tty sister likes to get the steely mcmichaels, but she requests the skull can crunch! she must have suffered some trauma that links her arousal with pain and humiliation. too bad.