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A story to make your hair curl  

rm_johnooo64 59M
4 posts
7/5/2011 4:55 am
A story to make your hair curl


I would like to say here and right now that i like bird watching(the ones with wings) but i wont, because i would be telling porkies, you see i like pussie watching on the nudist beach.

There's ones all nicely shaved with bits hanging down, ones with no bits and there's ones that no doubt if you were perverted enough to look you will find Dr livingstone, completely lost in the forest. Whats up with some birds, ain't they heard of bic razors, and personal hygiene? i recon no.(they must be german)

And that's what this post is about today, the chase and the disappointment.

Now first a lesson to all you birds, blokes like shagging, period.

So for all them soppy<b> poems </font></b>they send ya proclaiming endless love and eyes that reveal you inner soul, read they want to get in between your legs. Without exception.

Now I ain't adverse to a bit of romance every now and then, though i do prefer the direct approach, do you fancy a shag sort of thing, it normally works, either that or you get bashed.

So on with the story, it was one warm summers night and boink she was there, right in front of me, man a vision she was. Black hair, brown eyes, and so so pretty, i had to have her. It took some time though, i had to read the gower book of poems, the soppy bunny book, and spend endless hours talking to her all romantic like.

I even admit to using the soul mate line, (blokes note when all else fails use the soul mate line) But this particular night i made my move.

Dinner on the beach, a table apart from all the others nearer the still Mediterranean sea(gave pedro a huge tip in advance) wild orchids in a vase(from my land) and a special menu of lobster and chips. It was a full moon that cast a romantic glow around the beach

She was ravishing, slinky black dress hugging her slim body, her hair shone in the moon, just a little makeup applied to perfection, she had spent a lot of time for tonight. I changed my jeans.

Later after a wonderful meal, though the chips were too salty, we walked hand in hand along the beach to my penthouse overlooking the sea(our shoes were in the other hand to complete the soppy image)

In my apartment we kissed, wait while i consult the book, yep long passionate tongue kisses(thanks bunny)and some how our clothes fell to the floor whilst still holding each other and looking into each others eyes(thanks again bunny)

We fell to the bed naked whilst still looking into her eyes my mouth kissed down her body, my tongue moving over her erect nipples softly, she moaned and her body gave a slight spasm, further down my tongue explored. (had to stop typing for a bit to put the air con on)

then,

errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

fecking hell woman you don't expect me to kiss that growler do you!

like the black forest, it was.

So now i only pull on the nudist beach, you can see what you get before you try it.

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