FabSwingers.com forum: 50 shades of glesga

By *yrMuffMaster OP Man
over a year ago

Ayrshire

Isa had never known such want and desire as when she saw malky at aldis on the paisley road. Smelling of her favourite tobacco and BO she couldnt help herself but whisper " hawl big man the pure cut of ye has ma beef curtains drippin." Turnin into the argosy for a quick shifty in the bog she squeals in delight as malky hammered her leavin her knickers smellin like pickled onion monster munch. It wasnt before time she smiles in memory of the amount of offered bawhums while in the post office cashin her child benefit when big malky hud flung her a deefy. "aww fuck malky" she screams " am no oan the pill" "thats cool doll av a wire coathanger in the hoose if ye end up up the duff" malky suggested as his tadpole juice ran down staining her best primark knickers. "ye always were a wee manky Isa" he laughed as he washed his hawmaws in the sink and Isa smiled in the knowlege that her pals had wanted to pump the big man fur donkeys and here she was...gash full of chlymidea again nae doubt so headed hame fur an early rise tae the sandyford before signing oan the next day... howlin=D