So I do, and she says how much, and I say that will be a hundred quid….
Oh……
so she gets all cute and wanders into the bedroom and drops her kacks and kneels on the edge of the bed, so a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do…
so she smiles at me and flutters her eyes, and with a shit eating grin, says, how much now afor?
I tell her
hundred and ten quid.
what, you think I am paying YOU for a fuck???
trouble is, too many will think I am joking.
LOL! You old coots really are a dying breed..
Comment by hans — February 18, 2014 @ 1:34 am
Don’t feel daft… wimminz is always conning me out of my jizz-load, which must contain psychedelic compounds, for no sooner is said spunk injected then they think that I “like them”, or that I am going to “take them somewhere”. Negro, PLEASE!… But I play the proper lad, and say “sweet cheeks, there’s no WAY I’d let you do what you just did to me at an outdoor cafe, even if there IS live music to distract the yokels”… DisneyWorld should stop at the car-park surrounding DisneyWorld.
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