Reply #3524 doghead's post
3. Three miserable trips down to the pong-tang.
Seriously, the third time, I almost puked on her crotch. The gorge started to rise, and I tried to pull away but she did that thing where they grab your ears and start driving their crotch onto your tongue... It was all I could do not to just start hurling right there and then. Tears coming out of my eyes, me thinking as hard as I could about peppermints...
And I took it like a man, brought her to orgasm, and then afterwards, as I was in the bathroom furiously trying to wipe the smell of dead raccoon off my face, I was like "Um, I can't do that anymore" - turned into a big discussion about how I didn't understand that real women weren't all sweet and perfect... and I just couldn't be bothered... I wasn't real confrontational, but I just kinda stopped calling.
The fact she was kinda fat and boring didn't help.
Nope. I'm all about the WGs now.
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