It was 180 degrees and I was chillin by the pool and I was giving self tanning tips to the entire playboy mansion while they used my dick as a stripper pole. I sensed a pussy that needed pounding so I adorned my £20,000 ray bans and slid out the door like a sex penguin. Checked my re-flec in the wing mirror of my superdupercharged Lamborghini Ferrari testosterone 9001, boy I was lookin flash, my hair secretes its own gravity defying gel that is harder than diamonds, but not as hard as my quads, pecks, speps, alphoids, triploids, glutoids and tetraceps and I'll fuck any guy who says otherwise. I rev my beast up and tokyo drift my way to the pussy in need, I have to floor it to escape the stampede of models who catch a wiff of my ball sweat. My shirt disintegrates when I change gear, luckily there was a Baby Gap near by. I make a detour at the club and step over all the bitches that fainted at the sight of me, I see my boys up in the vip lounge, they tell the barkeep to call an ambulance for every girl that grinds with me for too long, dehydration of the pussy yo, repeat offender. Back to business, I hop into my whip with my boys and we be foolin sayin shit like 'yea boy' and 'yea son' and we touch dicks cus we're secure with our sexuality, unlike you gayboys. I haven't given an orgasm in over 10 minutes and the universe starts to implode, but it's alright I arrive at the bitches house just in time and get my freak on, my boys join in and we wreck that ho', she'll be screamin 'Angelo Fredrico Gianni' with a dildo modelled on my dick as soon as she recovers from vagina surgery.