
Our pal Freddie Woo says: Climbing into the back seat of the car, she sat on a fortnight-old bag of food shopping I had completely forgotten about. The stench of a bag of bean sprouts popping open is a real passion-killer, I can tell you for nothing. Tell us about the shag you didn't have because you blew it.
( , Thu 22 May 2014, 14:01)
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We usually tried to get it done once a week, and it usually consisted of a little bit of fingering and an expeditious missionary pump. Not terribly exciting and she had started to come to bed later and later, perhaps in the hope that I would have fallen asleep.
Screw it, I said to myself, I've got start being more self-sufficient. I rediscovered the joys of wanking and have never had to wait for, bribe, cajole, go to unreasonable lengths to please or otherwise persuade a partner since.
( , Sat 24 May 2014, 1:22, 2 replies)
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