What about if, right, say you were meandering along Agricultural Hall Plain having just

done a sip of booze at The Steamy Packet and a featherlite Adele wanged up right quick on her Felt Heretic and pulled a Hop Manny right over the top of your Gourmet Dieci 2 Cs, clipped the curb, landed awkwardly - legs akimbo - sending her light summer dress billowing over her smooth, milky thighs?

Would you free her silken, swollen labia from their cotton prison and lap away at her warm fanny like a rabid cat ?. or morris dance off, like some sort of c**t down Bank Plain ending up gurning at women near Vodka Revs whilst singing "The falling leaves drift by the window, the autumn leaves of red and gold , I see your lips, the summer kisses , the sun-burned hands I used to hold "?

Say you had ventured into this fine city of ours and this event had befallen you, which of the two courses of action do you think you might persue?

hmmm?

hmmm?

well?

Posted By: malkybarkid on September 25th 2012 at 13:31:24


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