desperately seeking a motorway.
go to the toilet, making off unceremoniously, among hordes of German pensioners on a trip.
reach the toilet already looking forward to the sketch.
piss hard and evil, victim of uncontrolled spasms, feeling the swell of every single moment of what is technically a real orgasm.
feel slowly fade that wonderful loud roar that expresses all of our manhood. Then, exit the process with the assurance that we have stupid boys after having enjoyed the time and feeling back to normal scrolling.
a nice piss is priceless.
for everything else there is toilet paper.
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