When I was younger, still living with my parents and cycling everywhere from lack of driving license,
I set off from a pub, rather worse for the pathetically predictable student style binge drinking, on my bike.
Somewhere on the journey home I decided a wank was in order. Soon enough I found myself shit faced, cycling through the city with my cock out as I pumped away at it trying to stir some sort of sensation in my booze-numbed member.
Eventually I managed to reach the vinegar strokes. As I was reaching my house in fact. And so it was that I sprayed an almost perfectly horizontal line of spunk down the side of my dad's Ford Fiesta. Which, effectively, means I have fucked my own dad.
( baldmonkey a frothy foul-smelling vaginal discharge, Fri 15 Jun 2007, 20:17, Reply)