A high five was the limit of the guy-guy touching in the devils 3 ways and thankfully the lighting was low so the visuals were not much of an issue.
you want to be spit roastedbucket list
1. spitroast
bucket list
1. spitroast
Are you the meat being roasted? Otherwise I don't think it's any different to just being on whichever end on your own.
Had an eightsome once. Me, the girl and six mates. Happened a few times with a varying number of guys until the girl started wanting it anytime, anywhere - houses, footy fields, bus shelters. She had to go.
My missus is starting to have some serious fantasies about us two with another woman. She said she would get off bigtime watching me bone another woman. Sounds good in theory but there would be a definite lack of suitable candidates in Bundaberg (the obesity capital of Australia - fact)
twiz you twin freak.
I thought it was the Lesbo capital of Australia.
Guess that's why Bundy Rum was invented there...
No shortage of laplickers here mate. And they're all razorbacks.
The Bundy Rum line reminded me of the French and why their wines and perfumes are so good.
Firstly, so French men could get so drunk that ugly French women could get a bit of flaccid servicing.
Secondly, so perfume would disguise the rancid stench of French women and get serviced.
In case it's not obvious, I have a distinct hatred for anything French. Strange considering my surname is of French descent.
Had an eightsome once. Me, the girl and six mates. Happened a few times with a varying number of guys until the girl started wanting it anytime, anywhere - houses, footy fields, bus shelters. She had to go.
My missus is starting to have some serious fantasies about us two with another woman. She said she would get off bigtime watching me bone another woman. Sounds good in theory but there would be a definite lack of suitable candidates in Bundaberg (the obesity capital of Australia - fact)
You ever play for Cronulla mate?
No shortage of laplickers here mate. And they're all razorbacks.
The Bundy Rum line reminded me of the French and why their wines and perfumes are so good.
Firstly, so French men could get so drunk that ugly French women could get a bit of flaccid servicing.
Secondly, so perfume would disguise the rancid stench of French women and get serviced.
In case it's not obvious, I have a distinct hatred for anything French. Strange considering my surname is of French descent.
Have you met my sister Twizz?