FANTASY

Come on, you are reading blog posts---you have to believe in fantasy
Although I must admit to sticking to the facts recently and I'm going to again.
This is almost a Ha, got ya Clyde.

So guys, come on, admit it---you all have these sexual fantasies
They might involve female bloggers---and hello to Kylie, Fanny, Keshi, Uber, Steph, Stacy, Ann, Deborah, Pri, Eve, Kali-----come on---no stones here----I'll admit to being a tart.
But back to it----the fantasies

Now guys, you might like a little dressing up, or a little pain, or little outdoor activity but in the end it comes back to the big two----no, not a nice pair of mammary glands----although, if you are Japanese, you want to add in Bukake--look it up folks.
So the big two are a threesome or a Mother and Daughter duo.

Now I have to admit about fantasising about both of the big two but I have to admit that I have been given the oportunity of the threesome and bailed out.
It's a great dream but who wants to share with another guy and who needs two lovely ladies giving you a critique on your performance----hey and most guys I know are the same.
Besides all of that, I would rather concentrate on one special lady.

Ok, here it comes.

So last year and early this year, I had a relationship with a wonderful young lady a fair bit my junior----hey come on---she picked me up---no stones to be thrown here.
It lasted just on four months and ended on very friedly terms------hey, it was never gonna last but was fun for both of us.

Last week she phoned me-----first contact for four months----we had this great conversation til she said to me "Do you know CB"-----
I though and said that I didnt remember the name---she said "What about CT"----I still didnt remember or couldnt relate til she said "Check you school year book for this year".
Well then it came back-----of course I remember----yes we went out a few times (I wasnt going to mention the very enjoyable under aged sex) in high school.
OK---punch line folks.
She said, "Glad you remember her, she's my Mum"

Fark, I wish people would label their fucking children.
Of course I didn't tell her that mummy and I had played under aged tonsil hockey and hide the sausage
And of course I didn't tell her that she was better that her mother----
So it was an "Ah, yes, we were in the same class"----which was followed by her giggle and a request not to tell her mother that we had been playing hide the sausage for a few months.

Hey, I dont want to tell her mother-----who wants to get involved with those old folks.

OOOHEEEEEE-----Mummy and daughter------shit, Mummy was younger than the daughter when we played------but the fantasy fulfilled---

OK, it was unintentional---so no burn in hell for me