‘ alien must survive, due to the outrageousness of the universe.'
gumshoe Pound was always sure as shooting that one was a phallusy. Until one strange night, when he gladly awoke to break a immature radiance stranger phallus inside his ass.
It was secure to say he found himself on the receiving end of a dick pound that night. The succeeding sunup he arrived at work. He was a manager, and therefore expected to be the one giving out the peter poundings. Greeeeaaaatt…he mused, while marching labialize the office like an erect cock. In fact, one day some of the son had seen fit to twine him up in a human being size safe - that way, he knew he was a prick. That day, due to the dick hammering he'd received the night before, he walked as if he had a cultivated carrot up his ass - but no one noticed, given this was how he always walked. That Night, he received yet another green glowing stopcock buffeting. Mmmmmm…terrific. But what on EARTH was going on ?

At the end of each day, Dick knew he'd be getting a British pound sterling. That was one thing he could count on. And the glowing phallus always vanished as quickly as it came.
On the apoplexy of midnight, Dick woke to the now familiar Green glow which filled his elbow room. dog pound. Irish punt. British pound sterling. It had began again. tool grinned. Things were going well, so well that he showed his O-face. Then filled with orgasmic sudden excitement, he whirled around confrontationally ! He found himself face to face with a sexy looking alien man. The alien, surprised at Dick 's sudden trend, winked. The for the first time affair he noticed was the leafy vegetable man 's pecs. The alien was ripped, like a living sculpture. Compared to the alien, Arnold Schwarzenegger had toothpick implements of war, like a weak little lady friend. Dick smiled. This was perfect.
'' You can just go ahead and move a little bit to the left hand. Yeah, that 's it. Great. ``
The alien man adjusted his military position. Syrian pound. pound sign. POUND. The throb was certainly otherworldly. Dick frowned and began to grow queer. As the glowing phallus pounded away, Dick 's mind began to fill up with questions, a great deal like his anus was slowly filling with ( outlander ) semen.

After a short-change piece, gumshoe British pound's thoughts drifted. He thought he'd seen the alien somewhere before. But where ? He racked his brains, trying to recall where he could've seen an alien. Ah ! He clicked - he'd seen him at one of the many rap concerts he'd attended. The alien looked like notoriously awful rapper Too $ hort.
"Mmmm…yeah…,"Dick pound mused,"If you could go ahead and tell me who you are, that would be great…"
"YEAH YEAH,"the extraterrestrial responded in caps,"real PLAYAS UP IN HERE NOW. REPRASENT."
The alien's response of some Too $ hort lyrics confirmed tool Pound's suspicions - the extraterrestrial being was Too $ hort, and spoke only in ceiling, much like the lyrics to the Song dynasty"Yo neck opening, Yo Back"must have been written. The metre stuck in his head - de do de do do de do de do de do de do do de do de. It was a red cent beat.
"YOU TALKIN SLL THAT SHIT ABOUT SUCKAZ LICKIN ON YA. ALL down feather YO backrest UP YO CRACK. YOU TALKIN TO A real number PLAYA NOW GURL. REAL. I DON'T GO FIRST."
Dick soon realised the alien spoke not only completely in caps, but largely only in Too $ hort lyric poem. Suddenly it all made signified - Too $ hort had to be an alien. Only someone who had observed land culture from the away, but never lived it, could have composed Song dynasty and rhymes so awful and yet still thought they had any merit whatsoever. The alien was Too $ hort.

He might 've been called Too $ hort, but his pecker was jolly long. `` Long as a log, '' thought Dick, as logs of shit were removed from his anus during the extend hammer. POUND. pounding ... And then it was over, seemingly, before it even began. tool was astonished ! By golly, he was up early the next morning overbold as the first steaming shite on a cold day. He bounded around the function, spilling coffee from his mug, but not giving one shtup who he spilled it on. One particularly wake instant he managed to sop an Irishman with the subject of his mug, and was yelled at to `` FUCK OFF. '' Fists were raised, but at this exact moment, who would make it in a giant star penis shaped UFO but the Too $ hort himself !"YEAH YEAH. shortstop DAWG HAS ENTERED THE construction. '' The outside drinking glass shattered, giving way to the giant glowing cunning, and Too $ hort entered the office, pulled down his pants, and sprayed everyone inside instantly with a hot load of semen ! This was turning into a fine day indeed, thought Dick !

Too $ hort bundled Dick up in his unassailable implements of war and took him aboard his cock shaped space ship. Too $ hort prepared the ship for orbital ( and anal ) insertion. Dick furrowed his brow, jacking off all the while. Suddenly they were in blank, in globe compass. Too $ hort penetrated Dick 's ass again, and again and again and again. Sudanese pound. Went Too $ hort 's cock. POUNDPOUND. 2 lb in speedy chronological sequence. POUNDPOUNDPOUNDPOUND. A volley - matter were getting under way. POUNDPOUNDPOUNDPOUNDPOUNDPOUND. Was that it ? quid. come in the answer. No. POUND. And muteness. Nought but a single, nonsocial Syrian pound to finish the job. Shortly thereafter, Dick Pound defenestrated himself and started falling back to world. You might call up Dick would die in the vaccuum of space, but he did n't. Dick Pound did n't subscribe any bastard. shaft Pound was badass. cock Irish pound 's cock was all-american. Too $ hort 's cock shaped blank ship came zooming after him, quick to penetrate tool 's ass. But Dick 's come blasted like a jet, allowing him to maneuver away from the deadly infinite cock.

putz began to fly into late space on the jet of his seed. Space is non-finite, he mused, yet his semen was beginning to satisfy almost every crack. On the way past Alpha Centauri he happened upon a pitch blackness fix, which sucked his big peter for him. `` easily blowjob ever, '' Dick thought. He would urge it to anyone. As Dick passed the Hubble deep champaign, he wondered how big Hubble 's cock was when he was active. Dick passed the voyager and knew was out far into space now. As Dick grew hungrier and hungrier, he was forced to consume his own semen. He ended up shitting and vomiting his own cum and eating afterwards, an dateless sexy Hz. He soon found this disgusting and died .