Before he slipped into the darkness, Dolph saw the clown had pulled its genitals out of the collar of the shirt it was wearing for pants. Topsy-Turvy’s cock was colossal, easily the size of his own well-muscled forearm, but its end was flared open like a trumpet. The clown was gripping one of its testicles, bigger than a baby’s head, in one sock-gloved hand. It squeezed twice. HONK-HONK.
Wtf am i reading lmaooo
