Jing-jang

The only time he'd stand still was when he'd be in front of a mirror, perferably without any clothes on, so he could admire himself. I've seen him stand like that for an hour looking at his jing-jang. I thought he was pretty squirrelly, but I had to admit he was well hung.

I told him I'd hack his dick off and throw it to the dogs if he came near me again. Next time I saw him he tried to get a cop of my jing-jang when I was on my way home from work one night and I gave him a right mouthful.

Now she could hear a man clatter over the cobbles and the jing-jang of the pails he carried.

And there was the jing-jang, jing-jang, jing-jang of Matyeh's spurs and the bridles as they moved past the first lodge area and went into the second and into the third and finally came to the center of the village where the four chiefs waited with the Mystery Men in otter skins.