Martian Sex
snow
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Here is a little something to lighten things up around here.
The year is 2222 and Mike and Marsha land on Mars after
accumulating enough Frequent Flier miles.
They meet a Martian couple and are talking about all sorts of
things. Mike asks if Mars has a stock market, if they have laptop
computers, how they make money, etc.
Finally, Marsha brings up the subject of sex.
'Just how do you guys do it?' asks Marsha.
The Martian responds, 'Pretty much the way you do.'
A discussion ensues and finally the couples decide to swap partners
for the night and experience one another.. Marsha and the male
Martian go off to a bedroom where the Martian strips. He's got only a
teeny, weenie member about half an inch long and just a quarter-inch
thick.
'I don't think this is going to work,' says Marsha.
'Why?' he asks. 'What's the matter?'
'Well,' she replies, 'it's just not long enough to reach me!'
'No problem,' he says, and proceeds to slap his forehead with his
palm. With each slap of his forehead, his member grows until it's
quite impressively long.
'Well,' she says, 'that's quite impressive, but it is still narrow.'
'No problem,' he says, and starts pulling his ears. With each pull,
his member grows wider and wider until the entire measurement is
extremely exciting to the woman.
'Wow!' she exclaims, as they fell into bed and made mad passionate love.
The next day the couples rejoin their other partners and go their
separate ways. As they walked along, Mike asks, 'Well, was it any
good?'
'I hate to say it,' says Marsha, 'but it was wonderful. How about you?'
'It was horrible,' he replies. 'All I got was a headache . She kept
slapping my forehead and pulling my ears.
REGARDS SNOW
The year is 2222 and Mike and Marsha land on Mars after
accumulating enough Frequent Flier miles.
They meet a Martian couple and are talking about all sorts of
things. Mike asks if Mars has a stock market, if they have laptop
computers, how they make money, etc.
Finally, Marsha brings up the subject of sex.
'Just how do you guys do it?' asks Marsha.
The Martian responds, 'Pretty much the way you do.'
A discussion ensues and finally the couples decide to swap partners
for the night and experience one another.. Marsha and the male
Martian go off to a bedroom where the Martian strips. He's got only a
teeny, weenie member about half an inch long and just a quarter-inch
thick.
'I don't think this is going to work,' says Marsha.
'Why?' he asks. 'What's the matter?'
'Well,' she replies, 'it's just not long enough to reach me!'
'No problem,' he says, and proceeds to slap his forehead with his
palm. With each slap of his forehead, his member grows until it's
quite impressively long.
'Well,' she says, 'that's quite impressive, but it is still narrow.'
'No problem,' he says, and starts pulling his ears. With each pull,
his member grows wider and wider until the entire measurement is
extremely exciting to the woman.
'Wow!' she exclaims, as they fell into bed and made mad passionate love.
The next day the couples rejoin their other partners and go their
separate ways. As they walked along, Mike asks, 'Well, was it any
good?'
'I hate to say it,' says Marsha, 'but it was wonderful. How about you?'
'It was horrible,' he replies. 'All I got was a headache . She kept
slapping my forehead and pulling my ears.
REGARDS SNOW
Well, I just pulled off the impossible by doing a double-blind comparison all by myself, purely by virtue of the fact that I completely and stupidly forgot what I did last. I guess that getting old does have its advantages after all 