How was the 3rd meeting of the bad sex club?
This meeting was a little rocky. The old guy, Corey, demanded to know when "this whinging would stop" and the sex would begin. He then stripped down to his delicates.
The delicates were skimpy and leopard print. What you would call, especially in his case, a banana-hamock. His body was scrawny and angular, sort of beige where it wasn't covered in liver spots. But he is also impressively well-hung.
He had obviously attempted "man-scaping" (he had heard that was "a thing") but had made a hash of it. He probably should have started with his ear hair, which remained ungroomed.
After his intervention, there was a lively discussion of whether there should be a little less conversation and a little more action. Corey did not take part, and did not re-clothe preferring to sulk in his leopard print.
It was resolved that more pharmaceutical aids were required for future meetings.
The delicates were skimpy and leopard print. What you would call, especially in his case, a banana-hamock. His body was scrawny and angular, sort of beige where it wasn't covered in liver spots. But he is also impressively well-hung.
He had obviously attempted "man-scaping" (he had heard that was "a thing") but had made a hash of it. He probably should have started with his ear hair, which remained ungroomed.
After his intervention, there was a lively discussion of whether there should be a little less conversation and a little more action. Corey did not take part, and did not re-clothe preferring to sulk in his leopard print.
It was resolved that more pharmaceutical aids were required for future meetings.
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