“Oh sorry old thing,” I apologised. Porn “Form an orderly queue gentlemen,” I ordered, “Tonight is special night only one shiny farthing to fuck my lying cheating tart wife.”
”You said sixpence!” cried Algy. “No, he had too much champagne if you must know,” Jessica retorted. “Fuck her in all her holes after church parade,” he repeated. “Good God Jess you look like a bloody tart!” I declared. “Bloody tart,” Algy agreed drunkenly, “Deal me in chaps!”
“Algy!” I protested as he proceeded to kick off his boots and dropped his breeches, “At least take you cap and jacket off first!”
“Sorry Balfore,” he apologised. “Bloody tart,” Algy agreed drunkenly, “Deal me in chaps!”
“Algy!” I protested as he proceeded to kick off his boots and dropped his breeches, “At least take you cap and jacket off first!”
“Sorry Balfore,” he apologised. “Shut up Bunty,” Claude advised, “Bugger off there’s a good chap.”
“Balfore, I assure you, I never laid
