Jenny didn't get socks this year.
Fuck, fuck, fuck and other words associated with sex, bollocks and cunt too sprang to mind, and I had silently screamed them all. Trying to calm myself down I had made coffee with whiskey, at ten in the morning! Well, it was nearly Christmas I thought. I had been enjoying a marvelous ride; my dildo stuck to the shower wall. In my fantasy world, my Italian stud was fucking me in the sun;...Read On