“Form an orderly queue gentlemen,” I ordered, “Tonight is special night only one shiny farthing to fuck my lying cheating tart wife.”
”You said sixpence!” cried Algy. “No, he had too much champagne if you must know,” Jessica retorted. Sex videos “Have it sent up to the Bridal Suite,” I insisted, “I suppose that blaggard Broomstead is in residence there?”
“I cannot say sirs,” the clerk insisted. I climbed from the bed and got back in on Jess’s side. The desk clerk addressed us as we entered the Grand Hotel sometime just before dawn, “May I help you Gentlemen?” he asked. “I thought it would be a nice surprise,” I lied. It wasn’t easy, Tomlinson tried to do a hand stand to get his cock in Jessica’s mouth but failed and instead shot his cream all over her face and then Williams tried and somehow succeeded in getting his tadger between her lips though with such extreme contortins that he should have a wonderful career as a contortionist should he choose to persue it. She wore black stockings with suspenders, a black corset which upthrust her bosoms and very little else. I nearly fainted. “Capital Idea!” Dobbo exclaimed, “Let us go forth to Worthing and fetch her!”
“What?” I queried. “Well I wish you the best of British,” I exclaimed, “Bloody bitch won’t let me near her
