One chap said he'd heard about a gay pub in Walsall and why didn't we go there, just for a laugh. Except in those days gay meant happy not queer! So w... all went to this pub, it was called the 'Fountain' and was run by a woman in her 60s everyone called aunty. When we arrived Aunty refused to let us in, saying she thought we were from the rugby club and had caused trouble there, the week before. Standing at the door I could see a few women and girls sitting talking to each other, and men at the. 'See if you can tongue my clit.'She spread her knees and then used her two hands to open her cunt lipsas wide as possible, and believe me, that was incredibly wide. Then sheslid forward, ramming her cunt against, and completely enveloping, myface.The whole thing reminded me of a joke I'd heard as a schoolboy, where apunter had pushed his head inside a prostitute's enormous cunt, andfound an American GI wondering about inside. 'Christ! What are you doinghere?' the punter demands. 'Looking for my. She hung onto the bars and sobbed.Trying to calm her heart and catch her breath, Rachel said, “Oh my God, I have never seen anything like that on a live stage before. What else is he going to do?”Amethyst was busy prying Rachel’s tense fingers off her knee and pulling Rachel’s arm around her shoulders in an effort to stay close but save her leg from Rachel’s grip.The assistants removed the cage with the cat, leaving the one with the naked girl.Kerkman announced that he needed a man from the. With permanent nails and perched on white pumps.The show at this bar runs from 10 till 12 midnight. Once the show starts and all the women are inside the 'Cave Bar', its open to anyone. of course all the males show up and hang out just prior to midnight so they will get a bevy of horny woman to choose from as they enter the 'Warehouse' bar.In the 'Cave' it's a regular looking bar with a stage. There are male waiters dressed in g-strings. All the women giggle, some shreech, and of course make.