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The most finely cleft ass !
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The most finely cleft ass.
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- My glorious prose filtered
through the minds of the insane.

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Who knows,
they might improve it.

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It's about a harlot
named Fauchau.

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It's about a harlot...
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named Fauchau
with a downy fissure.

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One day, Fauchau's first client
was a surgeon.

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He ran his fingers
across her naked skin,

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pulling apart
folds of flesh.

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He ran his fingers
across her naked skin,

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pulling apart folds of flesh.
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Pulling at her folds and-
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He ran his fingers
over her naked skin,

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- pulling at her folds.
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Feeling over her naked skin.
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Her naked skin.
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- Naked-
- Yes, I've got that bit.

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"What shall I make ready ?"
asked Fauchau.

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" My mouth, my ass...
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or my succulent oyster ?"
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What shall I make ready ?
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My ass or my succulent oyster ?
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" None !" cried the surgeon,
brandishing his scalpel.

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- Yes ?
- Which hole ?

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My mouth, my ass
or my succulent-

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succulent oyster.
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" For I'll carve new orifices
where there were none before."

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- None-
- Cried the surgeon.

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I'll carve new-new-new orifices
where there were none before.

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With that, Fauchau expelled a scream
so extravagantly pitched...

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that the surgeon was obliged
to tear out her tongue.

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- Fauchau expelled a scream
of such extravagant pitch-

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With that,
the extravagant bitch-

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- screamed so loud-
- She screamed...


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