Jayda by Shelly

[andrew j]

It was a fortnight ago that I summoned my butler Harry and had him bring the carriage 'round front.
The evening was thick with fog as the horses trotted along the cobbelstone; the gas lanterns hissed as we drew near. A drunk sailor fell from the nearby tavern and I knew then that the evening held promise. "Stop at that neon sign on the Brown's Line", I cried. And into the Lexa Studio I walked.
I laid my cane, tophat and coat upon a table, not unlike the one that I had created my creature Frankenstien on, only a year past.
I waited.
A boxom young lass by the name of Jayda entered and my penis, flacid for hours, grew to a size of ill proportion! " What great tits" said I. And indeed, those are the tits that I had searched the world over for. "May I kiss those fine breasts, Madam? I asked. "You most certainly can, dear fellow", was her reply.
Well I died and went to heaven right there and then my friends.
She's as fine as a spring morning in Dublin.

DW

 

[Bob A]

duckworth, I like the cut of your jib.

That was a sweet ass sweet review in the mix.

 

[daisymayNY]

So would you cross oceans of time just to be with her. Great review. Short, interesting and definitely full of quality jib as was previously mentioned.

PS Rusty I need to get a hold of the pic of the little brown guy to finish my work

 

[Pompal 09.]

Aye, every word tis true...

The fair (yet brown) Jayda brings many a joyous tear to a man's eye...

 

[FootballChick]

My Lords: What a night of adventure, and passion..Sir Duckworth.
The great bossom of Jayda beckons, I trust..
How many shillings, dear sir, for this young lass?

 

[unibumps]

T'was a farthing and not a pence more, my good man. And now, the seven per cent solution.