Sarah tried to kick my
leg and missed, hitting me instead in my "hairy beanbag."
Julie looked like she wanted it, so I directed her to begin nursing upon my "hairy beanbag."
After much stretching I was able to drape
Mollie's
face with my fleshy negation, my "hairy beanbag". Sealing her grill in the warm embrace of my glistening "hairy beanbag", although not tearing my "hairy beanbag", I surely put it's elasticity to the test.