My florist hunk’s massive stalk-on Letter of the day

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I WAS cheering myself up after dumping my boyfriend by buying myself a bunch of flowers.

And I couldn’t help but notice what a hunk the guy in the florist shop was.

I had a feeling he would have a stalk worth looking at and that it would really bloom if I could get my hands on it.

As it happened he took quite a fancy to me, too, so I arranged to see him that very evening round at my flat.

He turned up with a huge bunch of flowers in his hand.

I had been right, for after a bit of chat, we got down to business.

And when I undressed him, well, what a stalk he turned out to have.

It certainly bloomed under my fingers – with a nice red head, thick stem and lovely balls.

I didn’t put it in water of course, I dipped it in juice. It went deep into my pussy with no trouble at all.

I was dripping with excitement because he had already been down there with his tongue – making me so wet I could have kept all the flowers in his shop in bloom, at least that’s what it felt like.

Then I climbed on top – I prefer it that way because as I slide up and down my boobs jiggle and bounce and I love that feeling.

He was using his hands on my breasts, of course, and pulling at my stiff, erect nipples as I rode on that huge stalk faster and faster. I HAVE always had trouble with the ladies.

I see a girl I think is gorgeous and yet I’ve never been able to master the art of chatting them up.

But I thought I had cracked it the other night.

This girl I met while out on a bender seemed to be taken by my shy approach and she was a real looker – a brunette with big boobs and a round, firm arse.

We got on really well and she suggested we go somewhere more private – to get to know each other.

So we ended up in bed back at my flat and we kissed and licked our way around into the 69 position where I licked her out as she sucked my cock to the verge of climax.

Then I flipped her over and we shagged for ages before finishing off with a bout of anal sex.

But when I woke up with her in the morning I realised she was as ugly as sin.

How can I avoid this in the future? DON’T drink so much before you go on the pull. EMAIL: agony@sundaysport.co.uk OR MAIL TO: Agony, Sunday Sport,MacLaren House, Talbot Road, Old Trafford, Manchester M32 0FP

He seemed to grow even bigger as he continued to do wonderful things to my boobs and bum.

Whatever sort of flower this man was, it wasn’t the shrinking violet kind, that’s for sure.

Then he shot his load of passion seeds right up inside me and I thought I was going to explode with delight.

He flooded me with his stuff and when his hard-on began to subside I climbed off and licked and lapped at his wet and sticky stalk.

But after that I couldn’t get him hard again no matter how I tried. Where did I go wrong?

GE, Kent LIKE his flowers, he closes up and goes to sleep at night. Next time get him in the morning – while he’s still fresh. MY husband likes to watch me having sex with other men.

It all started a couple of years ago when we were on holiday in Ibiza.

We had enjoyed a few drinks in a club and I got up and danced seductively – at first to try and turn my man on.

But I was soon the centre of attention with lots of the local fellas, one of whom really caught my eye.

He was talk, dark and handsome and a great little mover.

So with my husband’s consent I invited this lad back to our hotel room.

I really fancied him and we started kissing as soon as we got through the door.

My husband didn’t object and I sucked off this other man before he had me.

I enjoy all the sex, but do you think it’s a bit weird that my husband lets me go with other men? NO. He enjoys it and so do you. LS, Essex MY missus and I live in a small house and because terrace we haven’t much inside we have made space paradise, the garden our at least in the summer. We are not overlooked by any of the neighbours – and it’s a good job because when we have done all the weeding potting out we like and set about to get our kit off f**king. and The wife does a slow strip, peeling her jeans and wellies off and then her panties. Then she tugs off my overalls (I wear nothing underneath). I lay her over one of the raised beds tongue her quim and my until she’s pleading dibber – and I don’t for Having disappoint. sex in the garden is amazing – there’s just something very erotic and totally liberating about doing it in great outdoors. the And now we are wondering whether invite members to barbecue-cum-orgyof our gardening club to a at ours. Should we go for it? DC, Lancs ONLY if you’re sure the ladies like being green-fingered.