Her Lucky Cunt

Her Lucky Cunt wanted a helmet to try to balance on their head. It was considered to be a somewhat surprising action, to me, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it would be exciting. Who would have imagined, a helmet is the thing that was chosen.

Her Lucky Cunt desired a vibrator that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is a fairly exciting activity, to me, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was spectacular. Remarkably, a vibrator being the chosen item.

Her Lucky Cunt desperately needed a teapot that they liked to put on his head. It might have been a fairly bizarre operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea is breathtaking. Remarkably, a teapot would be the item that was chosen.

Her Lucky Cunt desperately desired a vibrator that they would often embrace. One might say this is a bizarre suggestion, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who expected it was simply life. Remarkably, a vibrator would be the item chosen.

Her Lucky Cunt searched for a big sponge to try to balance on their head. It would have been an exciting operation, to many, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a big sponge was the thing that was selected.

Her Lucky Cunt desperately wanted a bag of poop that they sometimes throw. It should have been a fairly original operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who felt it would be sublime. Bizarrely, a bag of poop being the item selected.