Vajunicorn
Va-joon-i-corn
A long cone shaped penis clit that extends out past the labia and resembles a horn that grows out of a magical creature known as the unicorn.
A long cone shaped penis clit that extends out past the labia and resembles a horn that grows out of a magical creature known as the unicorn.
Wingman: Yo bro, how'd it go with that beefcake broad you picked up after she won the women's power lifting competition?
MuscleBitchBanger: It was going good only had a few bruises, no bleeding after she slapped me around a bit to show me who's boss. Once she had put me in my place, she then whipped my pants off and started sucking.
Wingman: Right on Bro , I'm getting jealous, so what happened next.
MuscleBitchBanger: We started making out and dry humping until Every inch of my body was covered in that super dooper ridicuously XXXXXX-tra dark bronzer bodybuilders wear.
Wingman: Fuck bro, you da man!!!
MuscleBitchBanger: I assumed what i felt poking in my leg was a pen she had in her pocket then remembered power lifting singlets dont have pockets.
Wingman: So what was it bro?
MuscleBitchBanger: i took a look downstairs and saw a tiny unicorn emerging from her steroid enhanced lazy jay.
Wingman: What the fuck, Bro?!@#$
MuscleBitchBanger: Turns out it was her engorged clit which grossed me the fuck out. I tried to run away but she grabbed me by the hair and said in a husky voice "where the fuck do you think your going,get back here and suck mommy's Vajunicorn".
Wingman: Bro, that's some fucked up shit.
MuscleBitchBanger: No shit, god damned thing still haunts my dreams it was like sucking on a long slim lumpy carrot. That was when i swore that i was done hooking up with any chick that has broader shoulders ..................EWWWW
MuscleBitchBanger: It was going good only had a few bruises, no bleeding after she slapped me around a bit to show me who's boss. Once she had put me in my place, she then whipped my pants off and started sucking.
Wingman: Right on Bro , I'm getting jealous, so what happened next.
MuscleBitchBanger: We started making out and dry humping until Every inch of my body was covered in that super dooper ridicuously XXXXXX-tra dark bronzer bodybuilders wear.
Wingman: Fuck bro, you da man!!!
MuscleBitchBanger: I assumed what i felt poking in my leg was a pen she had in her pocket then remembered power lifting singlets dont have pockets.
Wingman: So what was it bro?
MuscleBitchBanger: i took a look downstairs and saw a tiny unicorn emerging from her steroid enhanced lazy jay.
Wingman: What the fuck, Bro?!@#$
MuscleBitchBanger: Turns out it was her engorged clit which grossed me the fuck out. I tried to run away but she grabbed me by the hair and said in a husky voice "where the fuck do you think your going,get back here and suck mommy's Vajunicorn".
Wingman: Bro, that's some fucked up shit.
MuscleBitchBanger: No shit, god damned thing still haunts my dreams it was like sucking on a long slim lumpy carrot. That was when i swore that i was done hooking up with any chick that has broader shoulders ..................EWWWW
Vajunicorn by Zip Purr-head July 25, 2022
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fogey
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