P.s: for those who haven't read the "story about the carp"
I live in a fucked-up village, I have an older sister, mother and father. My father is quite an avid fisherman. He often brings home very large carp, catfish, pike and pike perch. But most of all I liked carp, gold giants. A year ago, I was sitting at home jerking off to porn. I mean, I'm jerking off and I hear my father walking very happily on the street with his friends. I quickly cut out the porn and turned on Skyrim. My father's camp came in, I got up from behind the computer to meet them, and then I saw that my father was holding a trophy 9-kilogram carp in his hands. I shared his triumph with him. Dad left the carp at home in a wet blanket and went to drink in a bar with his friends. I stayed home alone and decided to take a better look at the carp. He was still alive and moved his giant mouth. Then I imagined, I don't know why, that this carp sucks from me. Then I felt like my dick stood up. I think you've already figured out what I did, I fucked the carp in his mouth with unusually fleshy lips, and I also came straight into his mouth. At the same time, I experienced extraordinary pleasure. Then I forgot about this case, especially since dad sold that carp at the market. But when my father brought small carps by a kilogram, two, I began to fuck them too. I fucked carps and carps all year, and it was more pleasant to fuck small carps, because their mouth was just under my prichedals. I loved fucking them alive when they were still moving their lips on my dick. In half a year I fucked, probably more than 40, maybe 50 carps. I fucked them several times a day, came in their anus, I don't know why, sometimes I fucked them when they were already frozen in the fridge, though I had it for a rainy day. Once I even tried to eat a bream when there were no carp, but his company was small. Once I was a fucker, but still, the best for me were carps, and when my father asked who he should go to tomorrow, I always persuaded him to catch carps, they said that their meat is very tasty. The following happened here. My father hasn't caught carp for about a week. I haven't fucked carps for a week. I walked like in a fog, I really wanted to fuck another fish, I was thinking of catching a carp myself, but I'm too lazy, especially since I hate fishing. Father brought only one small pike for the whole week, probably because it was late autumn, and he said that it was not interesting to catch carp now or something. I remember, he kind of started to suspect something about my carp mania, but I still said I just like this fish and that's it. My father brought home an 8 kilogram catfish. I really wanted to fuck a fish and then I took a closer look at the catfish. And why, what do you need a mouth, that's just a catfish brush, but it usually can't do anything, at most scratch it if you snuggle up to it very much. Well, I think, okay, it will do. I bare his dick, jerked it off a little, put it in the mouth of a live satfish, which, by the way, was in a basin of water, and started fucking it in the mouth. I fucked him a little more, but a minute later there was a horror. Som squeezed my dick, and seemed to want to tear it out, but he didn't succeed, he just ran his brush very hard on my dick. I immediately took it out, it was fucking scratched, it was bleeding, I fucked the catfish with my foot, and it fell into my basin with water. Blood was oozing from my dick in a stream. I fucking bandaged him, smeared him with alcohol. Then I wiped the blood off the floor. The dick hurt a lot. It swelled a lot, but then it passed, but the scars remained. It's good that at least no one ever found out that I fucked fish, and that I walked with a bandage on a dick. And so, my dick went completely in a month. I didn't fuck anyone all winter, and then my father started bringing carp from fishing again in the spring, and I started fucking them again. I fucked the last carp the day before yesterday. The most important thing is that I don't have tits, and I just don't have a heifers anymore, and as soon as I see a carp's face, I immediately get excited. My dick smelled of fish so much that it's impossible to wash it. So what does it turn out, am I some kind of fishophile?
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I am still not a furry.
mermare? for fuck's sake mlp is full of fantastical creatures, at least call her a hippocampus or a kelpie
or sea-ponies, like the canon mlp movie
Sorry not into fish sex.
can we have anal version?
I wonder how many sailors back in the day fucked a fish and basically invented mermaids to explain it.
Skibidi toil et
Gonk, Gonk Gonk, Gonk
Aaaaand.... the happiness for old mlp shit instead of loli shit is already gone...
The only rare thing here is people who care about you
DO NOT LOOK ON THIS
A CREW WHO LOOKS AT THIS HAS BEEN ALREADY SWALLOWED BY THE DISGUST
P.s: for those who haven't read the "story about the carp"
I live in a fucked-up village, I have an older sister, mother and father. My father is quite an avid fisherman. He often brings home very large carp, catfish, pike and pike perch. But most of all I liked carp, gold giants. A year ago, I was sitting at home jerking off to porn. I mean, I'm jerking off and I hear my father walking very happily on the street with his friends. I quickly cut out the porn and turned on Skyrim. My father's camp came in, I got up from behind the computer to meet them, and then I saw that my father was holding a trophy 9-kilogram carp in his hands. I shared his triumph with him. Dad left the carp at home in a wet blanket and went to drink in a bar with his friends. I stayed home alone and decided to take a better look at the carp. He was still alive and moved his giant mouth. Then I imagined, I don't know why, that this carp sucks from me. Then I felt like my dick stood up. I think you've already figured out what I did, I fucked the carp in his mouth with unusually fleshy lips, and I also came straight into his mouth. At the same time, I experienced extraordinary pleasure. Then I forgot about this case, especially since dad sold that carp at the market. But when my father brought small carps by a kilogram, two, I began to fuck them too. I fucked carps and carps all year, and it was more pleasant to fuck small carps, because their mouth was just under my prichedals. I loved fucking them alive when they were still moving their lips on my dick. In half a year I fucked, probably more than 40, maybe 50 carps. I fucked them several times a day, came in their anus, I don't know why, sometimes I fucked them when they were already frozen in the fridge, though I had it for a rainy day. Once I even tried to eat a bream when there were no carp, but his company was small. Once I was a fucker, but still, the best for me were carps, and when my father asked who he should go to tomorrow, I always persuaded him to catch carps, they said that their meat is very tasty. The following happened here. My father hasn't caught carp for about a week. I haven't fucked carps for a week. I walked like in a fog, I really wanted to fuck another fish, I was thinking of catching a carp myself, but I'm too lazy, especially since I hate fishing. Father brought only one small pike for the whole week, probably because it was late autumn, and he said that it was not interesting to catch carp now or something. I remember, he kind of started to suspect something about my carp mania, but I still said I just like this fish and that's it. My father brought home an 8 kilogram catfish. I really wanted to fuck a fish and then I took a closer look at the catfish. And why, what do you need a mouth, that's just a catfish brush, but it usually can't do anything, at most scratch it if you snuggle up to it very much. Well, I think, okay, it will do. I bare his dick, jerked it off a little, put it in the mouth of a live satfish, which, by the way, was in a basin of water, and started fucking it in the mouth. I fucked him a little more, but a minute later there was a horror. Som squeezed my dick, and seemed to want to tear it out, but he didn't succeed, he just ran his brush very hard on my dick. I immediately took it out, it was fucking scratched, it was bleeding, I fucked the catfish with my foot, and it fell into my basin with water. Blood was oozing from my dick in a stream. I fucking bandaged him, smeared him with alcohol. Then I wiped the blood off the floor. The dick hurt a lot. It swelled a lot, but then it passed, but the scars remained. It's good that at least no one ever found out that I fucked fish, and that I walked with a bandage on a dick. And so, my dick went completely in a month. I didn't fuck anyone all winter, and then my father started bringing carp from fishing again in the spring, and I started fucking them again. I fucked the last carp the day before yesterday. The most important thing is that I don't have tits, and I just don't have a heifers anymore, and as soon as I see a carp's face, I immediately get excited. My dick smelled of fish so much that it's impossible to wash it. So what does it turn out, am I some kind of fishophile?
I aint reading allat, but for what i know you fucked a fish
Genuinely what the fuck
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My guy, just goon
what the actual fuck bro
not the original copypasta
:(
Fishmael.....
Nah bro that is some crazy sex drive u have to stop this OBSESSION
🐮B，兄弟
wow that a lot of words to bad i ain't reading it
Why did a russian guy type a whole 5 minibook pages essay🙏
Holy miss
You know her coochie smell fishy
I didn't know until you told me.
Nah
I’m drawing the line at fish porn….
Son..
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