“Rumour has it you’re straightening out queers now,” Tony says. xnx “Show him Sandra,” I said. “Agghhhhh!” he wails again and we legs it up the stairs. “What’s going on!” Lionel asks as he comes down stairs, maybe the corset and black stockings wasn’t too bright as a wardrobe choice as his prick was making a tent pole for his tiny white panties. “Fancy a beer?” Al says, “I can’t watch.”
“No,” I agreed, “Beer sounds good, Flying Horse?”
“No, cool box in the van,” he said. “You know,” Al says, “You could pass for me Grandma dressed like that, she been dead two years!”
He found something, I ain’t sure a Miniskirt and tight top was an idea but the red wellingtons was better than the two inch heels I was lumbered with and then he stuck a white doctors coat on and we fucked
