God forgive me.
Long time reader blah blah…

Anyway, 4 years ago I took my then g/f to Paris to ask for her hand in marriage. Was going to do it after a very expensive meal and then walking down the river.
We had been together a few years and everything was perfect and couldn’t believe my luck.

In a cruel twist of fate her younger (and very hot) sister was in Paris at the same time on a girly weekend.

Long story short, the missus got very sick and had to spend the first 2 days we were there in bed. Missus suggested I hang out with her sis for a bit to save me getting bored. I think you can see where this is going…

So met the sis for a few drinks one afternoon, and before long I was hanging out of her sis in a way the g/f would never have thought.

I felt so guilty, and didn’t ask her to marry me. When we got back I carried on shagging the hot young (19) sister and broke up with her a few months later. She went to pieces and had a breakdown but never knew the reason I split up with her. I moved to Oz just over a year ago and last I heard she wasn’t doing too well.

I kept fucking the sis for 2 years.

Were both off to hull

Men are cnuts.

Length? they both loved it.
POP
(Lanceuppercut, Tue 4 Sep 2007, 0:17, closed)