Kevin gets to have his own fun. The iui part of the cycle means he will have his choice of porn while filling up the collection cup that will in turn fill up the turkey baster that will fill me up. Sounds strange? I’ll never think of basting a turkey the same way again.
Turkeys and cups and porn, oh my!
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