Love it, getting good Mr Cock...er I mean Cork...... … clueless to what he had done to deserve it. Amin all I did was to lickyourclit.. so why the hurley… I needed to get out of here, so I went Westside, to Galway to be exact. I fear Galway may be no better, but I fired up my Audi anyway and headed west… I could be a Galway_stud, why not, Im a bigfellow now, and I like to treat me weefella once in a while. I decided to visit Oksana. Driving through Clonmellors, I popped in my fav CD, La Toya Jackson… I was getting in the mood here and I really wanda make an impression.
I arrive at her place, and I am ushered into her Chambers. “You look like a real genltlemandave” she cooed… “Hey, the name’s not Dave… Iamsimontemplar” I replied. I didn’t want her to know my true identity, or that I really was an escortaddict. There was a wolrac next to the door, I hung my coat there. She was dressed in a kami lace top. Nice… She lay back on the bed, legswideopen… Me being a pussyman, I fiddled with her stephanie with my pinky.
Then I removed my clothing. “OMG”.. she exclaimed, “you’re a braveboy to show me that dirty little thing… that is scank man!”. “That’s my little secret Cyril” I replied.”I could have funtimeswithU with that” … “get out ya Dirty Harry ya” she shouted…
It wasn’t the dirty bit that got me, it was the little… Im no ninebythree, but Im certainly no lildick either. I left dejected, but still happy I at least got to see her Ste-fanny in all its glory. Back to the drawing board for me, I’ll click n pick another…
Ah well… another bumMer…..