Prior to getting married and thus ending my days as a Jack-About-Town I had successfully pursued and captured a fine filly who by all accounts was way out of my league. She was page 3 hot and kept herself very neat and tidy, always dressed well, immaculate hair & make up etc. Imagine my surprise when it came down to knocking boots when the hand ran up her ivory smooth legs, popped off the vintage suspender belt and garters (told you she was classy) and off went the silk French knickers only to reveal the hairiest mott I have ever seen. Waxed legs and arm pits, eyebrows plucked to perfection but her growler looked like it should be on top of a Guardsman outside Buckingham Palace. Truly an unexpected event the like of which I havenât seen since. You thought it was going to be a bloke didnât you? You naughty scamps! Anyone else got more than they bargained for?
I've been caught out a couple of times by ladies of a certain age. They look fit as **** in tight jeans, but some seriously unexpected sagage manifests itself when the jeans come off.
I was working the charm on an older lady, who seemed to have a large pair of tatty bongles. Off comes the bra and the chicken fillets hit the ground with a soft squelch. Nipples like paracetamols. I buckled with laughter, and she quickly got dressed and done the walk of shame.
