THE WILD AFTERNOON WITH THE GREEN BAY COUPLE
They came in after calling in advance for an appointment. I had no idea who they were or where they had seen me, so I was a bit anxious.
After a bit of getting to know each other, we decided to spend 3 hours in my private bungalow... THE SAFARI
I learned that they had been married 11 years and were highschool sweethearts. Niether of them had ever had sex with anyone else. So I was to be their first, and they knew exactly which fantasies they were to fulfill.
We quickly got naked and she had come in fishnets and a garter belt, which she left on. I cleared the bed of it's fluffy pillows and covered it with sheets to protect the comforter from my specially mixed massage oil. She was very excited as rubbbed oil up her back and slid my smooth tan body up against hers.
I reached between her legs and felt her dripping wet pussy.
After rubbing my breastes all over her and grinding my pussy on her back, I asked her to turn over so I could slide on her front side.
After licking and sucking her beautiful natural breasts and letting her suck mine, kissing her mouth and neck, I moved lower and bewteen her legs and ground my pussy against hers for a few minutes. She was very hot, and her husband was watching from the over-stuffed chair by the bed. "Come over and join us." I told him and he did.
These people were quite erotic and fucked and sucked and finger banged in every position. Her finger in my pussy, his dick in my ass, etc.
We took a jacuzzi bubble-bath to wash off the oil and went for another round on the bed again, this time I finger-fucked her and she gushed all over my hand while he came in my ass.
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why am I?
Who am I?
Who are you?
These are the questions philosophers have been asking since the beginning.
I think, therefore, I am. I believe that was Socrates
I am partial to Cogito Ergo Pingo (I think therefore I paint). *grin*
not to mention the question of....
who am i ? and why am I here
I drink therefore I am.
song from Monty Python, Bruces sketch:
Immanuel Kant was a real piss-ant who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar who could
think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume Schopenhauer and Hegel.
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine who was just as sloshed as Schlegel.
There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach 'ya 'bout the raising of the wrist.
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will, after half a pint of shandy was
particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away, 'alf a crate of whiskey every day!
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle,
And Hobbes was fond of his Dram.
And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart:
"I drink, therefore I am."
Yes, Socrates himself is particularly missed;
A lovely little thinker, but a bugger when he's pissed.
hmm philosophy, one of my favorite subjects.
Some of the ones mentioned I actually like.
It's been a few years though. I wish I had a library card!
Now I realize why my mother always hated me watching that show. Apparently, I've outgrown it, and I haven't outgrown much. Well, not counting some pants...
The show was a lot funnier to me in the 70's.
Good pull Webbie. That was from a long time ago, although I still love the Pythons. I picked up the complete DVD collection a little while ago.