My prize was a tit w**k
MY ideal type of man is in his mid-40s with neat dark hair, a kind face, is charming and witty and, most important of all, has barrelloads of money.
The trouble is, I can’t seem to find a bloke like that, no matter how hard I try.
All I seem to end up with are blokes who want to get my knickers down and give me a quick one in the back of a car, or else in the doorway of the block of flats where I live.
Have you any ideas where I could meet the ideal man – a man with a good, thick prick who can last and last for hours on end, a man who when he cums shoots out for ever and ever, a man who knows how to really lick pussy until I am sobbing and crying with the passion and having the best orgasms of my life?
Please, do you know where I can find a man like that? JG, North London YOU must be joking. And even if I did, I’d keep him to myself! I WENT to a quiz night recently with my mates at a pub new to us.
We were surprised to find that the quizmaster was, in fact, a quizmistress with short blonde hair and glasses, which gave her a strangely sexy intellectual appearance.
We would have won but for a dispute over one answer. I tackled her and she threatened to bar me.
But she said it with a twinkle in her eye and I told my mates to go without me as I’d pulled.
I was dead right as this brainbox took me home, where I asked her for a blowjob.
But before she would suck me off, I had to answer a pretty stiff question.
Then she took her blouse and bra off, revealing her firm breasts which she applied to my knob, giving me a fab tit wank.
I want to hit the jackpot with her and she’s given me a list of questions to complete. But they’re very hard. What can I do?
CHEAT! Use the internet.