A pub
To expand on my last post, I used to work in a pub in the late 90s/early 2000s that became something of an education to me once I moved into the flat above it. I nicked one of the barmen's shags and took him upstairs for a quick one, but having no lube or condoms, went through into my flatmate's room. He was having a 3some, so they then came and joined us... it was an interesting night, all things told.

It was all pretty rampant there, and if I was in the mood, I'd leave my door open. One housemate - actually two come to think of it - used to come through when their boyfriends were snoring next door and hammer seven shades of satan's knobsack out of me. Very nice.

I also gave someone a blow job on the roof, in the back yard, fucked my other half in the bathroom and two bedrooms, and gave a blow job in the garden.

I enjoyed working there.

(Oh and the best sexual injury I've ever had was carpet burn to the forehead).


Say what you like about sluts, but at least they have fun.
(badfox1 wonders who he's played by this episode on, Sun 26 Apr 2009, 18:09, 1 reply)

Best. Injury. Ever.
*click*
( admiral crunch holds the newsreader's nose squarely, Wed 29 Apr 2009, 11:48, closed)