I want Mario’s fat juicy toad so bad, every night I’m thinking of it. I can’t do anything without the image of his 7 inch long pipe dripping with white snow appearing in my head. It’s gotten so bad to where I’ve paid several artists to make custom scenes of me and Mario together. I understand this is a problem but I just can’t help it, every time I think of it I need to immediately go to wank. I’ve jerked off in my Ubers car before thinking about ...
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