It was dark outside when Donald answere the door. She had said she would be there at 6 o clock but now it was more like 9.00. She was shagged having spent the day fucking the entire chelsea football team. Her excuse was sshe had to attend the amputation of her mother. She helped herself tio a vodka and cranberry juice and asked if she could borrow his vibrator as hers was exhausted and was cowering in the corner begging for mercy

For a moment he thought she might be the nymphomaniac of his dreams, or the nightmarish fantasy his mother had always told him about,......he hoped she was both. But she didn't seem quite as psychotic as most of the people he'd met latelty so he showed her his stash of CTS sexually transmitted emotions magazines and his ECT orgasmatron.

Donald made a living nowadays as a n extra on www porn movies. This involved mainly plugging his dick into the serial port and making his arse tell limericks to senior citizens who had been given access to the web as part of Tony Blair's lack of care in the community program

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She spent days trailing around after him, collecting video footage for her net site and listening to stories about the time Shiela Tequilla and he had "been too much for Naples".

The pantomime developed loosely around the tale of Cinderella. Donald was Donald, the Prince was a n hermaphrodite who spent his days prick teasing himself with photographs of socks ., the Sista a Mother Superior with strict rules about fornication and the need for more naked crucifixions in her life. and Buttons a fetichist that hung around theatres hoping to catch a socially interesting disease.

It all went well until the night of the performance, when, after drinking the free vodka, Donald decided to light a fire in his pants - this was to show her that she wasnt the only one who could make him hot. It took some time for him to get a spark by rubbing his dick along the nylon curtains. While she waited on his pyrotechnics

She decided to make a new inventory of all the marks on her body she had aquired in strange sexual encounters when she was going through her Debbie Harry phase. His dick finally caught fire, much to her amusement. She debated whether to put the flame of his passion out by pissing on his parade when the carpet exploded, the hotel Dick had been hiding under it in order to catch them in flagrante delicto or, more prosaically, with his dick in her mouth ( he worked for the CTS and it was ` Dont suck your partner Month `` sponsored by the college of Cardinals. In the next room an elderly couple and their goat finally climaxed

and the hotel fire alarm went off at 5.00am in the morning. They all looked dog rough, except for Donald who had matching blue cotton Pyjamas.

They never found out "who done it" but certainly several people tried to do it, one thought he`d done it, she had done it for the first time and swallowed, if you do, keep your mouth shut or else.........it leaves stains