I know someone who was bumming this girl and when he pulled out she involuntarily shat up his body.people who don't wipe their arses properly after having a shit.
especially when that person happens to be a woman on top of you,
going at it, sweating like billy-oh, hotel room or elsewhere...
if you suddenly smell the smell of shit it's too late,
gravity will already be moistening your sac with brown juice.
i know someone who likes to be voluntarily shat upon.I know someone who was bumming this girl and when he pulled out she involuntarily shat up his body.
I know someone who was bumming this girl and when he pulled out she involuntarily shat up his body.
The kind of conversation that belongs on a Sunday afternoon. Respect to you both, and the ladies involvedi know someone who likes to be voluntarily shat upon.
he's married, wife not into it.
he found a woman on adultwork who offered this service.
he sees her all the time now, doesn't pay any more, she loves it.
funny old world.
i know someone who likes to be voluntarily shat upon.
he's married, wife not into it.
he found a woman on adultwork who offered this service.
he sees her all the time now, doesn't pay any more, she loves it.
funny old world.
I know somebody ….. etc.. ok ( eye rolling emoticon )i know someone who likes to be voluntarily shat upon.
he's married, wife not into it.
he found a woman on adultwork who offered this service.
he sees her all the time now, doesn't pay any more, she loves it.
funny old world.
perish the thought, my dear fellow.I know somebody ….. etc.. ok ( eye rolling emoticon )
I knew someone who had a glass table for a certain purpose…..i know someone who likes to be voluntarily shat upon.
he's married, wife not into it.
he found a woman on adultwork who offered this service.
he sees her all the time now, doesn't pay any more, she loves it.
funny old world.
Haha, you don't clean your cornhole in the shower ?Same goes for white towels in hotels. I stayed in a hotel for New Years eve in Montreal a few years ago.
Had a shower the next day. Dried myself off with a white towel and put a 16" bacon strip up the length of it from drying my arsehole.
I thought I did. Must have sharted. I drank a lot of beer that night.Haha, you don't clean your cornhole in the shower ?
Brilliant!i know someone who likes to be voluntarily shat upon.
he's married, wife not into it.
he found a woman on adultwork who offered this service.
he sees her all the time now, doesn't pay any more, she loves it.
funny old world.
There was a story about an ex-rugby union coach at Sale who used to make his wife hold in her shit and when he got home he’d lie under a glass table cracking one off while she shat on it from above.I knew someone who had a glass table for a certain purpose…..
Or the other reason as Joseph Wambaugh described in his police novel The Choirboys.I knew someone who had a glass table for a certain purpose…..
This rumour has been doing the rounds since at least 1989. I remember a big gay ex soldier i used to work with explaining how one of his boyfriends would make him do it. I was reminded of it by an episode of Inside Number 9 i watched last week.Brilliant!
There was a story about an ex-rugby union coach at Sale who used to make his wife hold in her shit and when he got home he’d lie under a glass table cracking one off while she shat on it from above.
Can’t remember his name now.
That would be great.This rumour has been doing the rounds since at least 1989. I remember a big gay ex soldier i used to work with explaining how one of his boyfriends would make him do it. I was reminded of it by an episode of Inside Number 9 i watched last week.
This must be one of those wanking and finding tea and biscuits at the side of your bed moments
Unless they were custard creams or malted milks. Not a pervert like, but they must be bourbons or choc digestivesThat would be great.
I'll take any of those over a look of disgust from the wife.Unless they were custard creams or malted milks. Not a pervert like, but they must be bourbons or choc digestives
Hob knobs?This must be one of those wanking and finding tea and biscuits at the side of your bed moments
The old glass bottomed boat, thanks to Viz Profanisaurus for that one.Or the other reason as Joseph Wambaugh described in his police novel The Choirboys.
A woman copper came out the shower and sat on a glass table only to find after a few minutes a male colleague underneath the table licking it. Apparently he was trying to eat pressed ham through the cellophane wrapper.
Probably the turd team coach.Brilliant!
There was a story about an ex-rugby union coach at Sale who used to make his wife hold in her shit and when he got home he’d lie under a glass table cracking one off while she shat on it from above.
Can’t remember his name now.