CHAPTER 1 How it happened that Mastro Cherry, carpenter, found a piece of wood that wept and laughed like a bitch. Centuries ago in Italy there lived-- "A fucker!" my adult readers will say immediately. No, guys, you are mistaken. Once upon a time there was a piece of wood. It was not an expensive piece of wood. Far from it. Just a common block of firewood, one of those thick, solid logs that are put on the fire in winter to make cold rooms cozy and warm. |
I hope you understand that even the walls of that house became perverted from seeing so much dirty sex. That's how this happened that one fine day this piece of wood found itself in the shop of an old carpenter. His real name was Mastro Antonio, but everyone called him Mastro Cherry, for the hole of his ass was so round and red and shiny that it looked like a ripe cherry. And once he was passing a large garbage heap band looked closer at it. He noticed that in that heap there were large logs and he understood that that was all that was left of "Molly and Girls". He decided to find a piece of wood and take it with him as a souvenir. "This has come in the nick of time. I shall use it to make a new wooden dick for my cherry." But as soon as he came closer he found out that the piece was too large for his ass and he decided to give it as a present to his friend whose name was Geppetto - for Geppetto's ass hole was much larger and it would suit him better... |
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