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You can call me G. I like to fuck girls. Welcome to my blog - enjoy the pussy.
Ugh. Last night.
So last night Ash and I went clubbing. I had given her her teddy bear, she gave me a lap dance (wasn’t allowed to touch but it was fucking amazing), and we went to this gay bar that I know. We were pretty drunk and just dancing and having a good night. So at one point we go to the toilets to pee, and we’re in the same cubicle as you do, and weeell I start trying to finger her. She goes completely apeshit and storms out, and fucking disappears into the crowd. I literally spent an hour looking for her, and calling her and texting, and eventually got a text saying ‘got cab home. don’t ever fucking touch me.’ (biiitch). I was fucking pissed. I had a bag of coke in my pocket for us to take later, so I just took it all my fucking self off the back of a toilet seat. I was fucking roooolling.
So I just went back out onto the dancefloor alone and start dancing like a fucking maniac with any girl that comes close enough. And then someone grabs my arse, and I turn around and it’s slutty Chantelle. The one I fingered in the saame club, and fucked like 2 days before I started seeing Ashley. Truth be told, I was pissed off and out of my mind and looking for a shag so I just dragged her out of the club and dragged her in a cab to mine. I managed to keep my fingers out of her in the taxi (been thrown out of one before for that…), but as soon as we got to my room I had her MASSIVE tits in my mouth and my hand in her knickers and urghhhh I don’t even want to think about it. I’ve been so fucking hungover and guilty as fuck today and I have to see Ash tomorrow and just generally fuucking urghhhhhhhh why do i always do this?!!?
