Fake snake.
Allow me to set the scene a little. Mrs Cloud and I were but a pair of teenage luvvydumplings. On our first holiday together and moreso our first holiday overseas without any parents.

We were obviously very active in the coitus. A few nights in, we tried out the sofa in our room and finding no comfortable position, I thought i'd try putting the cushions on the floor instead.

On removing the last seat cushion, my lady did a proper horror-movie gargle-scream. I wanted to be a bit manly so stood silently aghast while my sphincter did that puckering thing.

Of course it was fake but I couldn't tell that until i'd prodded it enough with a flip-flop to overturn it and see the beasts bean-bag underside. It still took a flight off the balcony just in case.
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Wed 11 Apr 2012, 18:27, Reply)