Deedin we deedin have heard this deedin brilliant story before, deedin we have, says I. Deedin and you do be thrusting your pelvis forward like a jackhammer of doom, says I, and whens you feels the vinegar strokes approaching, deedin you do be putting on your war face, yelling out something horrifically misogynist that ends in one of the words "bitch", "slag", "tramp", "skank", or perhaps even "gowlbag", before abruptly withdrawing your member, pushing down with the sphincter to build up pressure, and unleashing both barrels of your mighty cock custard all over her shocked face, with a special sneaky attempy at an oul dose of pink-eye. Deedin tis be a good story, I'd say