“Has Jim ever fucked you up the shitter?” Lewis growled as his knob easily forced the tight ring open. “Oh, that.” I stammered and stared intently at the waste pastry on the kitchen table, “it was nothing….I’m sorry….I should have knocked on the door…or something…..I’m terribly sorry….it won’t happen again.” “It was a buzz.” Lewis chuckled as he slid off the bench and walked towards me. Xx video “I knew you’d be a fucking dirty tart as soon as I clapped eyes on yer.” He finally spoke as he smeared more butter along my crack. For me it made a change having someone who said please and thank you and didn’t spend most of his time farting and burping; plus he was very easy on the eye.
