…when the madness has faded.
know, that new bar by the river? Anyway,
Kurt and Walter, they were and we got talking and one thing led to another, and
I asked them if they wanted a fuck and so off we went.
together – one at the front, one at the back, you know? And they both had lovely big cocks, and they
were quite tall, so I’m actually impaled there, really, with my feet off the
ground with all my weight pushing them all the way into me, so that was great.
But I couldn’t really move, so I’m thinking ‘now what?’ and then they both just
start thrusting, using their knees to jiggle me up and down. They both had really strong thighs –
cyclists, I think.
then I realise they’re talking away to one another while they fuck. I don’t know what they were saying but they
were just looking straight at each other and chatting away, and when I tried to
kiss one of them he kind of brushed me away so he could keep on talking to his
they were fucking each other! A bit like
when I realised on our wedding night that you were more interested in my panties
than in what was inside them. Remember?
Well… more fun than that, obviously. But
it was a bit humiliating actually – I guess they couldn’t admit to themselves
that they were gay, so they just had to use a girl like a… like a plug adaptor
fours, and then I really felt like a piece of meat. Hi guys – I’m Julie, I’ll be the tube
connecting your cocks tonight! Enjoy.
suppose that’s that.
really, don’t you think? That they fancy
each other so much but they have to fuck girls all the time to express it? It is a bit like you and the panties, isn’t
it? Only less pathetic.