Smelly Pub Whore

It had been 5 years or more since I last had intercourse. I’m a desperate man.

I’d become tired of watching online porn & made the decision I need some real pussy before I lose the use of my bits due to lack of action & age. If I had to I’d pay. Sad.

Anyhow I went to The Scab got drunk & met this middle aged divorced craggy old mother of 6 that was in hindsight far more needy & desperate than I. Her loud drunken belly laugh was enchanting.

Bought her several pints of lager & a pack of rolling tobacco & was invited back for coffee.

The moment I entered the house I could smell urine but I was semi drunk & slightly aroused. 

Within minutes she was undressed & bizarrely horny. I could smell her old fanny 10 feet away but I followed through.

It felt like a soapy sea sponge. Hairy & grey. Terrible rashes. The stench of ammonia was eye watering. My 3 fingers were swallowed & sucked in followed by my fist.

I got down there & ate like a starving dog. My mouth filled with vaginal mucus & grey hair instantly as she squirted like a hose on full blast.

Her nipples were like huge, hard corks. Areola the size of a buffet plate. A bit like an orangutan.

She actually looks like an orangutan or gibbon.

Shame about her obesity. If she lost 5 or 10 stone she’d resemble that awful horror sledgehammer hobbling woman from that movie Misery.

Her children were ordered to stay in the kitchen whilst we made sweet sweaty love. I could hear them laughing.

She said the earth moved for her.

I’ve bathed with Dettol several times but I can’t get her perfume of my genitalia. I’ve scrubbed myself raw with a Brillo pad.

My trousers are soiled beyond Persil on a boil wash. They’ve been bleached around the fly & gusset area with her acids.

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