On the silken sheets of a Holiday Inn while I pounded your mom. Front and back. I had to put a paper bag over her head because I couldn't bare to see that face riddled with down syndrome. She was still pretty fresh though. I popped her cherry and broke her walls which means you're probably adopted. But don't worry. I smashed her box so hard it has been reduced to a cardboard box that was struck by a tornado. I tore that whore ass bitch the -blam!- up. Next time you see her she may be limping around because I dislocated her spine and left a slight fracture in her pelvis while I porked the -blam!- out of her. Don't worry, I used the college money of yours she gave me to plow her towards the hospital bill. I took her down to some Mexican surgeon in a back alley way in Guatemala so that I could pocket most of the cash she gave me while I blasted her clit. In fact I think I forgot her down in that shit hole so there's a chance that you may never see your whore mother again. But don't worry. I 'll put the money she gave me to fork her asshole to good use. I might use it on your sister who works at a strip club in Vegas actually. Not one of those fancy ones you find in the casinos, the ones you find at the corner of Slut St and Whore Ln. In case you haven't noticed, I'm saying your sister is a filthy cheap slut. I would know because I bought her. Funny story because she wound up giving me money to blow her shabby puss..... .... .... Your grandma is actually pretty good in bed too despite the fact that she's an age-old, decrepit, wrinkly, liver spot spackled, fogie, whore, slut, bitch.