Prudence prudently pried prunes prodigiously

Prudence prudently pried prunes prodigiously from the priest's prat protruding profusely past the priest's pants.

Perversely perplexed, Prudence plunged perilously publicly, perhaps pornographically, on the priests protruding promiscuity. Praises! the priest palpitated. Push! Pull! Please!

Passion pulsed poignantly past points prescribed. Presently, pubic parts parted pantaloons. Pulses plumed, private parts peaked, prescient pants plummeted.

Quietly, queens questioned queasy quislings. Quitters quoted Quixote.

Red rats rehearsing rife rattles, risked retaliation. Readers rapidly responded, ranting repeatedly.

They tried to ignore the crab lice gnawing at their nethers, hoping that no one would notice their uncomfortable shifting of weight as they fought the temptation to scratch

employing nanospy devices camouflaged as buggers which could be glued on virtually any surface to bug the school which had mostly kids from secret service personnel as pupils.

But the Road Island State Secret Service's covert operation to force a hostile take over of the U.S. Secret Service was failing because the kids were eating the "Bugger Bugs" hid

at his auntie and uncle's house in Bel Air.