Sometimes the guy could be such a dick, but his vocabulary for slang terms when it came to the female anatomy was inexhaustible. "Dude," Casey said. "...f you call them that in front of any woman you're never gonna get laid." "I do fine, fucktard," Ed grinned. "Come on, let's go."Kyle followed Ed and Casey into the club, paying the steep twenty five dollar door fee. The club looked a lot better inside than it did outside, and there must have been a hundred guys in the room, with a bit of a. Speak with the others and reopen them right away.” They nodded at him and bowed, then ran off.“You think that will help?” Beth asked.“Perhaps.” He turned to face her. “This woman came through a wardrobe that had been locked by Emily’s hand. If this is the case, then I imagine she couldn’t have come to the house using conventional means. She must have been trapped in one of those pocket dimensions.”“That’s right, I hadn’t even thought of that!” She frowned. “But why would opening old portals do. Her breasts were better than he had imagined, round and firm, with perfectly proportioned aureoles and nipples. His motions gained intensity and he sought to devour them. Standing up, he kissed her again as his hands found the waist of her panties and gently pushed them down over her hips, allowing them to slide down her legs. The clothing pile on the floor was complete as she stepped out of them. Again using the gentle pressure of his hands, he sat her in his office chair and knelt in front of. He had found his own sexual paradise, and visited that sublime venue several times a night, and several times during the day, practically every day, of those three years."I used to get to work each morning completely knackered; how the fuck I managed to drive the bus and keep awake is a mystery. Mandy wanted an early morning fuck, then a later morning fuck, and as soon as I got home she wanted a welcome-home fuck. That was before the after-tea fuck, and then the several times during the evening.