The penis tree of Gigliola Cinquetti

In the center of her garden, located in Cremona, Italy, Gigliola Cinquetti has a tree, and every brand new morning Gigliola Cinquetti finds brand new penises that grow in the penis tree of Gigliola Cinquetti

rosy, brown, pale, tremulous, venous, still beating, alive, circumcized, erect, also with their respective testicles: every morning new dicks are found by Cinquetti, who picks them, and puts them in a basket.


Later, in the canicule of the midday, Gigliola Cinquetti stews the penises, adding some potatoes and prepares a succulent ratatouille of cocks, but it must be stewed slowly, because the testicles can burst, and the stew gets sour

in the afternoons Gigliola Cinquetti delights the dicks wanking them or sucking them until they cum

the Provost of Cremona, Gianni Nazzaro has excommunicated her and anathematized her for "her vice", and the tree was declared an "Opus Diaboli" that has to be exorcized and burned

notwithstanding for Gigliola Cinquetti the penis tree is a gift of the nature, which gives her food and vicious sex:
at night, Gigliola Cinquetti introduces the most erect cock in her soft spot, and plays for a while until the sleep comes with the orgasm.


And every brand new morning Gigliola Cinquetti finds brand new penises that grow in the penis tree, of Gigliola Cinquetti
rosy, brown, pale, tremulous, venous, still beating, alive, circumcized, erect, also with their respective testicles: she pulls them, and the tree moans with sweet pain and ejaculates some thick milk through a hole that it has in the trunk:

from the distance, a while before the canicule of the midday, observing her with a mirrorized refractor that Galileo Galilei built for him, the Provost of Cremona watches Gigliola Cinquetti picking the cocks from the prodigious tree... his lips shine like polyethylene of 1978, his ocular spheres are excessively bulbous and humid

behind him, six pale monks with torches prepare the holy assault.