the old heave-ho

[dilf]

kick has binned me and eloped with a silver tongued romeo [60ish]called billy the gill or something like that. she said i took her for granted, made her feel neglected, tried to provoke me into giving her a clout and she incinerated that i was a bit thick. naturally im devastated and inconsolable

but like a fat cat kicked at the wall i will bounce back, so if any of you lovelies in your smashing blouses fancy breakfast lunch or tea with the man who looks like popeye spilled his spinach in his underwaggers just give me a shout and prepare yourself [not on saturday though]

not you bob so you can take that blouse off

yes rugely you can watch

no im not pish

a "blue steel pan handle" thats correct

[dilf]

kick wake up im kissing your neck