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Sharlena speaks: Now listen here, honey, it ain't how big it is, ít's how big it ain't, if you know what I'm sayin'. I'm sayin' work the sex. I'm here for a good time, not a long time! He dips his wick and then rings next week, blows his bolt and then he wants your shit-chute. I'm a heterosexual woman, sugar, you may have to ring a male escort for that in the crack show! I'd fucken flog you if it wasn't for the fact that I'm ready to fuck for a buck, 'cause I ain't the town slut, one's got money and the other don't, she's dumb sister, 'cause she's givin' it away left right and centre, she not usin' her pussy-power, yeah girl, don't be going out to the local clubs with him, you've got your arms around Mr Alldat and really, girl, take a look around. He really don't know that you're anybody's. 'For only one hundred and fifty bucks plus a fifty dollar tip,' Roxanne said, 'he can dip his private wick and I'll flame it up.' You go, girl! You got ego plus! Tonight little Ms Yin, we're in for the big bucks!
Jackie speaks: They like it cheap and nasty and that's how I'm gonna give it them. You shouldn't offer them Scotch. 'Yeah, I know,' said Nikita, 'that bikie with Herpes asked for a second Black Crow on his way out. I felt sorry for him.' He was probably an alcoholic. The next time he saw Samantha. He said, 'I want you to come. There's nothing better in the world than turning a woman on. I enjoy manipulating her clitoris with my fingers and tongue.' So surprise us all, sunshine. He flashed himself at her during the double check and his gut hung down. He kept telling her that he was a big man. He meant his dick, as if that was the sum of him. Perhaps he was so screwed-up that women simply used his dick for a while and then ran a hundred miles. But she wanted him to give birth to himself through the shaft of his own cock. Since his cock was his mother and his father. Samantha said, 'You're a big man, sweetie. I'm not going out with a man who's hung like a donkey. Some of those men have cocks so long they can suck themselves off. 'They call it self-service, darling!' Now talk to us, sweetheart, about your wife or kids or something. We're all patient, good listeners. We buy notepads from the supermarket, so we can scribble on them. There's a billion and two sins in the world, so we better make recordings. They take a lot of people to a lot of places, wild places, but those signs aren't all pointing at your cock, okay.' Samantha said, 'He didn't know I came. My pussy is small, tight and wet and it grips. It really grips on like this! It wants that egg fertilised, okay. It really does!' I said, 'did you feel that, sweetheart?' He said that he didn't feel anything. When a woman wants a clitoral orgasm, they don't want you to rub it off the surface of planet earth. 'It's like they're hauling grain in a chaff bag! Half the skin must have been rubbed off on some of those clits before the poor woman finally had a flutter!'
Sharlena speaks: I remember one time this big oaf got me all reeved up, and then came without pleasuring me. I said, 'Now listen here, honey, that can never happen again or at least not in the next fifty years!' He said, 'I couldn't help it. You're so tight.' Then he tells me he's had five dozen women and notched them up on the wall at Winnellie Motors. All the local sluts were notched up by him and this other mechanic wanker. I said, 'You should have put how many times you've had to wank.' Anyway, honey, turns out his wife had him sleep in a separate bed, and I guess that's 'cause she's been 'round listening to a few girlfriends who were describing how their men were bringing them off, and she's starting to think, hang on, I don't get to come that often! Who'd put up with that? He had five dozen 'cause his wife wouldn't fuck him, and they were all one-night stands. He didn't even know what a vaginal orgasm was and had never fucked in the morning! Well, honey, that ain't me coughin' up phlegm down there! Five dozen women, and all after dark! They were probably ladies of the night. Check out the details on his credit card. Don't know whether to believe anything he says, but it's what he doesn't say that matters. Besides, he should love me for who I am, not who I'm not. Anyway, these five dozen notched up pussies obviously didn't know about Mr Explosion-on-Impact. The next minute it was all over in the dark. I only hope some of the poor things managed to come before he did. But I think he's the kind of guy to try and come as quick as he can once he's in there, in case she changes her mind. Oh well, they didn't know and those who came back for seconds did it for the cock. I certainly don't 'cause I'm too small.' Jackie chuckles. 'Whatever, Sharlena. You just keep tellin' us all, okay?' 'Well honey, it's true. Five to six inches and a bit thick around the edges does wonders for me. The cock don't make the man, the man makes the cock. But the big oaf thinks that his cock is himself! He names it, caresses it, calls it his brother, would suck it to death if he could, hates all dogs 'cause they can do it. Now I try to get some sense out of him and he is silent and dumber than his own prick. |
