Yolks on you
One very hungover Saturday morning during the very lusty beginnings of my relationship with Mr Kippers he cooked me a lovely restorative breakfast of scrambled eggs on toasted muffins. Very tasty it was too, and as a thank you I knelt next to him while he was sat on his sofa and gave him a very long and dirty blow job. Now he likes his oral hard and deep and as he was holding my head and deep throating me, I gagged. My poor delicate stomach flipped over and before I could right myself it emptied itself, depositing warm sticky half digested eggy mess all over his cock, stomach, legs and sofa. Needless to say he didn't come :(
(MC Kippers Wot U Lookin At, Fri 7 Aug 2009, 10:42, 2 replies)

Would have been worrying
if he had.

oh, and eeeeeewwwwwww!
( Sunburn Go on.... It's character building!, Fri 7 Aug 2009, 11:46, closed)

Strike
You could have called it a pre-emptive strike
(Wooden meal is. Or is he?, Fri 7 Aug 2009, 12:56, closed)