“And since we know Master PC is real, we figure at least some of them must be true stories.”
“So what, you want me to write one of these?” Dylan asked. Sex Now go have a shower. About an hour later, the two Davies boys were sat at the dinner table, eating their food. Come on, help me out here.”
“Alright, alright, what did you have in mind?”
“At the pub I go to, there’s a really nice barmaid. “Hmmm…” Dylan groaned. “Ohhhh…oh God…that’s the stuff…” Gareth moaned. “But tonight I just wanna relax and watch a movie or something.”
“Alright, but we’re doing it naked. “It’s Becky,” he said, answering it. He says he got it from one of the guys who created it. He inserted his key into the door, and entered the house, where he was immediately grabbed. “You ready girls?”
“Yeah…”
“Alright. It was nearly 2 feet long, with a girth to match, and his balls were the size of oranges. For the next several minutes, all that could be heard in the living room were the sounds of teenage fucking; moans and groans, and the sound of flesh against flesh.
