That whip was kool!'Gina shook her head. Magic, indeed. Also, the guy who had written the note did not know the difference between 'affect' and 'effe...t' nor between 'looser' and 'loser', not to mention the other errors in spelling and punctuation. (Gina had always been an A grade English student and noticed these things.) She turned at the sound of a door opening behind her. It was Tom, back from his run, towelling off and grinning that million dollar grin of his at her. "What you got there,. A cock, no matter how hardOr thick, can go only so farUp an alimentary canalBefore it, arrested, must stop.My cock looked so goodBetween her rounded, nursing lips,I seek a penis of my ownNow, to kiss and lick.Tonight, the dragonIs silver-grayAgainst the azure wallAnd my white cloudsOf sunny sperm.PIZZA EYESPizza eyesAnd cheesy breath,The remnants of a feastEaten too late to taste,With beer,Poured, like urine,Fresh, from the tap,A libation betterThan eitherOf us deserveWhether for celebrationOr. "She looks cute in that red dress huh . I'm thought what do I say hell yeah . I murrmerd out yeah as I drank my drink . He said she has a thing for white guys. I don't know how I got her .he was Asian too. She came back and said come dance with me . I said me?. She said yes silly . I looked at her husband .he said go dance I don't mind im not the dance type I said ok . Have another 1 on me . Maybe pulled me close and turned me around her ass rubbing against me I knew she could feel my rock hard. We chatted for a while about the pub mum was taking over and about the "Jolly Roger" company which I learned was owned jointly by Chris and his sister Cassie, Jane sat next to me in a big old chair and if the feel of a suspender button digging into my thigh didn't arouse me, her hand casually stroking my inner thigh certainly did."Do you mind her fucking my husband?" she whispered, her lips nibbling at my ear lobe, we both looked across to where Chris and mum were kissing passionately, she had.