The feeling of his love piss frothing down my throat got my tuna tunnel tears flowing quicker than greased shit off a shiny shovel. With my vertical smile now much like a gutted trout, he thought it was time to start probing my puckered brown eye. Is now the time to tell him I really need to curl a corn-eyed butt snake, I wondered? My penis pothole was trembling like jelly. I awoke the next morning with my penis pothole still draining. I thought it was over but his all-beef thermometer had other ideas. When he removed his huge penis from my brown eye, he was pleasantly surprised to see a corn-eyed butt snake staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to suck the colon cobra off his cheese-crusted cock.