Throatgaggers on phone w/ earbuds. Stall. Door locked. Legal?

Just do it phaggot.

Apparently Tiffany was cheating and directed the penis to the side of her mouth to alleviate the discomfort.

Brandon Irons: "Are you a cheek gagger or a throat gagger?"

Tiffany Rayne (phony smile/grimace frozen on her upsidedown face): "I'm sorry..."

Bi: "Are you a cheek gagger or a throat gagger?"

T.R.: "I'm a throat gagger." (grimace)

My sperms are now aswim in the sewage deep in the bowels of WalMart, happy as tadpole shaped clams. Images of Tiffany Rayne's penile impaled pretty face imprinted upon their tiny, tiny anxiety ridden brains.

Gross error. Sperms have no brains and in fact aren't alive at all. Simply organic armatures. Analogous to windup toys or those balsa wood toy aeroplanes with the plastic propeller powered by the potential energy of a twisted rubber bands. So creampie all you like if pregnancy be your only concern because it is a precarious and scattershot business and probably not going to occur.