Just looks wrong. That woman has some size of hole. The wee dwarf could fit both hands and feet up there.Wee dwarf is game as ****
That's Russ, mate.The dwarf's got a bigger cock than me![]()


^^^^ It's definitely Trev, folksThe dwarf's got a bigger cock than me![]()

^^^^ It's definitely Trev, folks![]()
He kept his Reebok trainers onWee dwarf is game as ****

He kept his Reebok trainers on![]()
^^^^ I read it twice, very well written, mateThe wind whistled wildly down the staunch suburban street as The Pack lay in wait.
The futile faint flicker of moonlight, that crept through the clouds, barely bore bald Pack Leader Aldo from the womb of the night.
They would wait.
Yippy Yappy Yermaw, a 14 year old girl pretending to be an 13 year old boy online to ensnare malicious male molesters, poised anxiously.
Still they waited.
Rain reached Royalist Lanarkshire, clearing filth and scum from the clothes of the wretched wet Wolf Pack.
It was time
Aldo gave a cry
"Burooo"
The pack moved.
Yermaw was first to the dilapidated double door, yet she waited as Aldo arrived awkwardly, massaging his manhood.
The Kill excited him.
Then, Putting his sizeable head through the door...
The Pack were in...
Yermaw spotted him first...
Cluthing himself in one hand and a copy of the Metro in the other, rumbled racist Ranger of the Grove looked astonished.
Yermaw moved on him like Kris Commons on Stevie Gs missus
"HAWD OAN" bellowed Aldo
Yermaw had sharpened her nails for this moment...what was Aldo doing???
"Wuv no axed 'im the question" said the veteran commando.
"The question...the question...ask him the question" sang the sissy assassin
Groveranger was perplexed, here he stood, cleaning his cock on a Metro, caucasian children chained inside a ketter shed where a kitchen should be and these would be Tommy Robinsons had not made him the Front Page Story on tomorrow's Metro...yet
"What question?" asked Grove meekly
"The question that tells us if you get to wash your hands afterwards...FREAK" snarked the teenybopper.
"Ansa it rite, n'yall n'er see us again" confided Aldo.
Grove felt he had a chance...but after betting on Eddies tips his luck seemed to have run out
"Im ready" said a shaking Grove
"Its eazy laddie" said Aldo
"Just tell us..."
Grove braced himself....
"What school did you go to...?"
...

Lack of likes suggests otherwise^^^^ I read it twice, very well written, mate![]()
The wind whistled wildly down the staunch suburban street as The Pack lay in wait.
The futile faint flicker of moonlight, that crept through the clouds, barely bore bald Pack Leader Aldo from the womb of the night.
They would wait.
Yippy Yappy Yermaw, a 14 year old girl pretending to be an 13 year old boy online to ensnare malicious male molesters, poised anxiously.
Still they waited.
Rain reached Royalist Lanarkshire, clearing filth and scum from the clothes of the wretched wet Wolf Pack.
It was time
Aldo gave a cry
"Burooo"
The pack moved.
Yermaw was first to the dilapidated double door, yet she waited as Aldo arrived awkwardly, massaging his manhood.
The Kill excited him.
Then, Putting his sizeable head through the door...
The Pack were in...
Yermaw spotted him first...
Cluthing himself in one hand and a copy of the Metro in the other, rumbled racist Ranger of the Grove looked astonished.
Yermaw moved on him like Kris Commons on Stevie Gs missus
"HAWD OAN" bellowed Aldo
Yermaw had sharpened her nails for this moment...what was Aldo doing???
"Wuv no axed 'im the question" said the veteran commando.
"The question...the question...ask him the question" sang the sissy assassin
Groveranger was perplexed, here he stood, cleaning his cock on a Metro, caucasian children chained inside a ketter shed where a kitchen should be and these would be Tommy Robinsons had not made him the Front Page Story on tomorrow's Metro...yet
"What question?" asked Grove meekly
"The question that tells us if you get to wash your hands afterwards...FREAK" snarked the teenybopper.
"Ansa it rite, n'yall n'er see us again" confided Aldo.
Grove felt he had a chance...but after betting on Eddies tips his luck seemed to have run out
"Im ready" said a shaking Grove
"Its eazy laddie" said Aldo
"Just tell us..."
Grove braced himself....
"What school did you go to...?"
...
