” The bartender went and made my drink. He put it on the table. I couldn’t believe all the young girls with their tight little skirts and their b...ig boobs. They all looked good enough to eat. I felt my cock growing in my pants. I did love women. I loved to have sex. I did only have that on my mind most of the time. I had many drinks and was feeling really good. I noticed a girl and a guy staring at me. Finally, she had the nerve to approach me. “I wondered if I could buy you a drink.” “Sure.. I'm at work now, still straps with bells and a stalk down my cock head's eye, and it feels AMAZING!!TRY IT NOW GUYS, WHILE IT'S STILL NETTLE SEASONanyway, here's the article. The advice on the small bag around the cock is good advice, I tried it.The following is based on experience. It is clearly not suitable for any one allergic to stinging nettles. Arm yourself with a pair of thick gloves. Cut down a good quantity of fresh nettles. The best ones are young with pliable stems. A shopping bag. ”He smiled and relaxed, “welcome to our caravan.”They stood and bowed and then began to leave. I looked around the tent and smiled as I bent to pick up the book, “perhaps the Hero and the Dragon could be the next.”I stopped at the door when I saw a teenage girl from the village peeking under the edge of the tent. I gestured and she squeaked and slid in and stood up. She hesitated before walking to me, “I was just ... peeking to see what was in the tent.”I nodded and looked at the open bodice of. Not until you satisfy my friend...' His friend Dale, came over and pulled out his penis and pressed it against my lips, whimpering, I barely opened my aching jaws as he slid his penis into my aching mouth. Dale held my head by my chin till his penis started to throb, the he pulled fro my mouth and exclaimed '...I wanna bust that as too...' His friend told him '...go ahead, but let his feet go first. You better not ry anything either...' I whined softly '...I want try anything...' My hips ached.