Shit won't be so funny once I get my hog up in your guts.
Home movies aren’t what they used to be, ya know? I remember watching home movies as a kid, and they were all snowball fight this and Christmas day that. Now-a-days you have to have at least one bare vagina, a rigid cock and a set of glorious knockers for it to even be considered a legitimate home movie. I’m sure glad it wasn’t like that when I was a kid. My Mom’s tits are a wreck.
Enjoy some home cookin’.
