Down on the Farm....
Many years back when I was with my ex, we regularly went out with her mum and dad at the weekend, visiting pubs and local area's of interest.

One sunny summer Sunday we decided we would tag along to some disused farm and barn, that had a pub nearby etc.

We all ended up in the alehouse, and got quite drunk, so me and the missus decided to go for a walk as we had a craving to fuck each other hard. We approached this disused barn, which funnily still had working electricity we went in and flicked this light on.

By now my Pump Action Yoghurt Flinger was fit to fucking explode, I ripped her knickers and jeans clean off over her shoes and I ripped mine off. I fucked her balls deep like ive never fucked anything before against from behind, my balls slapping her arse like a screen door in a hurricane

Imagine my despair when the fucking light bulb decided to fucking pop. Joy. Plunged into pure darkness, apart from one timy chink of light coming in from under the shitty door.

So we got dressed after I had fired about 10 gazillion gallons of jizz into her spunk dustbin. We then started to piss around in the dark trying to get dressed.

At that moment in time we heard her mum and dad outside the door of the barn, the panic that went through me, was comparable to a Vietnamese kids minge, when Gary Glitter took over as School Liasion Officer. We fucking grabbed our jeans threw them on and waited....

Imaging my fucking sheer horror when the door opened and the light revealed me wearing a pair of Lilac Miss Sixty Jeans half pulled up and my at the time potential father in law looking at me.

We split up 4 weeks later.
(hoogie Original Cunt Horse Author, Thu 23 Apr 2009, 16:06, 2 replies)

Some quality descriptions here...

Duly stolen acknowledged.

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( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Thu 23 Apr 2009, 17:32, closed)

"after I had fired about 10 gazillion gallons of jizz into her spunk dustbin"
FTW
( chart cat has an itch, Fri 24 Apr 2009, 6:30, closed)