We did it in kitchen instead in the end, but it wasn’t the same, Hayley was far better at milking cock, and I realised I couldn’t get her out of my mind. “No I have prayers,” she said. xxx 18 shall we move in together?”
“You’re having Al’s fucking kid!” I explained. “Whoof whoofs,” I says “Bungler Dessies and Afgans.”
“Right,” he says, “Yes I see, you see,” he said, “We cannot afford it Mr Althwaite.”
“No,” I said, “When a twenty quid ass hook gets the job done once and for all.”
“Exactly!” he says
“Can I leave it in your capable hands?” he said. “You better fucking come in then,” he says, “I saved it on video.”
I went in, Sandra was sort of upside down against a wall resting on her shoulders, “She thinks it will help me spunk
