I still recall with unerring clarity - despite the years and the miles in between - returning home one morning after a particularly rewarding all-night grand-slam - just hitting the pleasant mellowing out phase and as was my habit pouring a drink, teeing up Big Stars Watch The Sunrise lighting a cigarette and preparing to sit at my bedroom window which overlooked the park, drinking said drink, smoking said *** and listening to watch the sunrise only to pull back the curtains to be confronted with the sight - three floors up - of the window cleaner....I thought , ****, theyre coming in through the window to get me...and this time its for real. In his defence he didn't jizz on my window, well, not that I know of..
I've had the same experience with the binmen. Them ****ers don't know the emotional trauma they've caused me
Surely nobody would knock back the size 14 bird. In a previous life I've done a lot worse than that with a drink in me.
By this I've done a 16 and a couple of 14's. All were one nighters and great with it. The 16 was dynamite.
The last burd I pumped (outwith the burd, burd) was a size 8 - and a skinny size 8 at that. Was ****ing horrible, the kinda lassie that looks better with her clothes on than clothes off. After I fired my muck I took her to McDonalds
I havent pumped a fatty for years. was too young to know what i was doing at the time. when I was in my 20's we went to Bug Jam in Newquay. two of my mates pulled a fatty took her back to their tent and took turns on her. I woke up in the morning to see her leave then the pair of them started scrubbing their cocks with germolene when they realised to atroscity they had committed.
I got off with a fatty when i was about 15, she had weird pubes tits with no meat in and a single long wirey hair on her nipple. Tried to jerk me off but i was revolted and never went near another tubby **** again.