Thread: Fanny Boy rides (the saga continues)

Fanny Boy, aka the Fanastical Twat, arrived at the bus station in good time and busied himself with a six-pack of cheap, regional lager - they went down sensationally well. The Big FB - after an untoward incident this morning involving a ladyman, a large papaya and a rubber mallet - was back in the game, back in control. These lagers had given the Fantastical Twat the power - and he boarded the bus in mighty fine fettle.

Somewhat disheartened to find the second class vehicle bursting with the dregs of Siamese society, Fanny Boy made the best out of the situation by cosying himself up to a twentysomething local lass who sat towards the rear of the bus. She had silky smooth long black locks (quelle suprise) and a lithe torso which actually, uncharacteriscally, came festooned with a rather impressive set of mammories. She wore a pair of shorts so diminutive in structure that Fanny Boy, aka the Fantastical Twat, couldn't help but muse that she was slowly masticating on them with her minge.

Fanny Boy could contain himself no longer and moved in for the kill.

"Hello there, my pretty" he crooned, "and what my your little name be?"

The silky haired short eater, although a little taken a back by the impish Fanny Boy's gumption nevertheless deign to reply.

"My name Nok." Came the reposte, replete with the trademark Thai smile.

At this, Fanny Boy couldn't help himself.

"Hi Nok. Wanna see my cock?"

And there began a beautiful relationship.

It transpired that Nok became very much taken by Fanny Boy's cock. And they spent the subsequent seven hours during the long bus journey to Nakhon Ratchasima causing each other to surreptitously come through their boots - much to the chagrin of a some of the other passengers who tutted and hurrumphed as Fanny Boy once again shot his bolt.

Now, having reached his destination, with a suitably empty pair of testicles, Fanny Boy, aka The Fantastical Twat, headed into the breach...

Dear Mrs Slipshortime

Is it correct a few slightly collectable editions of your global best seeler may still be available in the luxury moleskin binding with real velcro

The so called

FANNY PACK?

I sawed the leg of my wanking table in the throes of ecstasy and a couple of yer sturdy volumes will help me get it up again , oh and the table back on its feet