Welcome, everyone.
It’s been some time since my last ‘long weekend’ escape from everything.
Upon my return to the city, I arrived home and began to reflect.
What am I doing with my life? Am I healthy… well, I’d say I’m healthier compared to many others… and that prompted me to consider not just myself, but others as well. So… what can I do to contribute to the community? I decided to organize some fundraising.
A trip to the shops revealed that the local library was at risk of closure due to a lack of funds and the cessation of support from the Shire.
This situation struck me as profoundly unfair… thus, I arranged for a ‘Sausage Sizzle’ to take place the following Sunday outside the closest Bunnings.
The Sausage Sizzle day arrived, and a lovely middle-aged lady from the library, Rose, joined me in cooking sausages, serving customers, and more.
To put it mildly, she was quite buxom. The event was bustling and exhausting, but it was immensely enjoyable to be raising money. Additionally, it felt rewarding to know that I was partaking for a noble cause.
After the event, Rose kindly offered me a ride home. Having some leftover sausages and buns, she intended to store them in the library fridge for anyone on staff who might want them the next day.
I assisted her in carrying the food inside.
I sensed that Rose had warmed up to me somewhat, but just then, she unexpectedly revealed her ample bosoms. I was taken aback, but I knew how to respond.
Things seemed to escalate quickly. She even gleefully noted her interest in leather and rubber… it all felt almost too good to be true.
Indeed, it was all too good to be true.
As she tugged at my jeans, something that might have been an undercooked sausage came into play… just as she was about to initiate some oral action, I lost my lunch all over her. She looked up at me, drenched in my vomit, which began to dribble down her magnificent assets.
Being a strong lady, she promptly picked me up and tossed me out of the library. I ended up sprinting home, clad only in a white T-shirt and a pair of flip-flops.
Oh… what a day it was. After taking a shower, I considered kicking back. Naturally, I couldn’t unwind without cracking open a bottle of vintage Chateau Du Pape. Now, I was finally feeling relaxed.
While searching for the remote control, I stumbled upon a bag filled with the day’s sausages and rolls. My stomach was feeling much better, and I realized I was quite hungry.
I treated myself to a delicious hot-dog topped with onions, tomato sauce, and mustard… mmm. I then pulled out my throbbing member… it became hard as a rock in no time… and pushed it into that hot-dog… uuurrgghh… that mustard’s spicy… yeah, that’s right baby… I utterly RUINED that hot-dog for four hours, until I could hardly move.
It’s been a true pleasure. Wishing you all a truly wonderful evening.
by Tony