Working away presented the perfect situation to get more sex. I had become skilled in using lonely hearts columns in local newspapers, and also some d...ting phone lines. I had already met a number of women, older, younger, fat, thin, I found that if you weren't too fussy about looks you always had someone to fuck. And I certainly wasn't fussy! I had a few real dogs, but I just laughed about it to myself. After all, a fuck is a fuck.For some time I had been bi curious, realising how turned on I. It might just take her mind off of how I am going to wreck this pretty little asshole of hers!” With that he took his own cock in his fist and pushed the fat dark pink head between her cheeks.”“Tell me how it feels baby. Tell me how his fat cock feels fucking your ass.” I heard myself say, as I smeared a drop of pre-cum over the helmet of my suddenly stiff cock.“Oh my God! He is so … oh God he is spreading my ass hole with a fucking axe!! Oh… oh!! Oh damn he is … he is in me! Oh my god he. Pulling me separately and I need an urgent help from you, please will you do it? Sure why not you remember the girl who was sitting next to me? Ya, one who was much more beautiful than you! For which she gave a gentle pat on my hand and said well, you see she just now had her periods and neither she nor me are having any back up.Before she could finish her statement I quickly went into the hotel and saw a cleaner lady. I called her separately and explained her of the situation, she got angry. I thought he'd be pleased if I got a reply. Perhaps Lil's daughter, Julie, had a daughter and perhaps her daughter is keeping up the tradition. You never know your luck.This is a true story. All Uncle Arthur's stories are. He was a soldier.He joined the British Army as a Boy Soldier in the days when discipline was really tough, he said, and boy soldiers were super-men by comparison with the weedy bunch of wimps and women he sees shuffling around in uniform today.After six weeks of.