My friends new haircut

i chanced into chums tonight, piggies. an art event in an empty shop in the city centre. rent boyz. i was talking to my friend , i won't say her name, she was wearing a lovely shear brick-red top with a neckline of leaves - the blouse made her peter pan in the forever meadow, it wasn't for your pleasure, its because she has a light inside, smashing beautiful girl. i don't want to walk her up the corridoor into a porn site (I know how she feels but i'm also a gorilla). ANYWAYS my friend Sam turned up and he had a new haircut, as soon as i saw him i thought the word fuck fuckable fuck. morse code for fuck feelings. Sam is fuckable and so is his haircut. it was a lovely moment, seeing the fuck fuck fuck haircut. he wears nice coats and has a very fit WIDE back and is a nice boy with an interesting brain and eats a lot of tomatoes. theres a lot more going on. he looked like a futuristic edwardian and it made me want to chew his body and all i know is that haircut is a cherry on top of a fuckable pudding. lick the pudding till its just a bowl of mush. my invisible dick got so very hard while writing this tonight i think i ripped my bloomers.

bless Sam and all who sail in him.

& bless the witch cos her dong knows king kong

as a i write :).

PS: i just watched a video of women's facial expressions when they're cumming, no fakety whimperty, just creamy gurners. . . . ahhhh!