“Fisting the pub”

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“Fisting the pub”I hate being a bricklayer at this time of year , cold , wet no fucking money ,middle of February , done three weeks work since the new year , Christmas bills coming in , its pure shite.Get on site for 7.30 am , sit in a shit hole mess hut till 10.30 , foreman comes in and say’s fuck off home lads too wet to do anything today “BOLLOCKS”! another day down the pan , got to go home and listen to misery gut’s banging on about the bills why she doesnt get a fucking job is beyond me , the nasty fucking bitch.Driving back home i stop at the newsagents to get a kitkat and as it’s a Wednesday get a copy of the weekly free sheet with the sits vac in it.Tyldsley , a shit hole of an estate ferrel k**s running everywhere , and feckless parents with no interest in them at all , come out of the newsagents , just left down the road on the right hand side just in front of the new Lidle’s sit’s the union arms , dont use it much as it’s bit of a low life pub at the best of times, but at this time of day should be quiet enough for a swift half and a peruse of the sits vac , pull up outside, the streets empty as the persistant rain beats down , i make a quick dash and i’m inside quicker than a fox onto a KFC box.Wait forever for the barman to come and serve me , sorry for the wait he said i was just sorting the barmaid out , fucking ginger headed scots wanker!, i thought ,he’s got a complection like a bag of gravel , and a voice to match , he just didnt want to serve me.”half of lager please mate”not having a session today then he asked mockingly no mate i replied , if you had what i have , neither would youoh’ what have you got” he asked £4.25 i said oooh last of the big spenders he said , then shall i put the crisps on hold “very fucking droll” i said as i took my leave and walked into the saloon bar and sat down at a stall and table opposite the pool table.I soon became engrossed in the sits vac section of the free sheet at least three part time jobs jumped out at me , all delivering pizza’s canlı bahis , but who the fuck wants to ride a fucking moped in the pissing rain around Manchester till one in the morning.It was then i became aware of a rustle of bags near me , as i looked up i could see a quite attractive woman of about fourty dressed in a white raincoat , mind if i join you she asked sweetly , honestly babe cant you fuck off some where else i’m busy and dont want any interuptions , of course not i heard myself saying , help yourself , as she sat down and moved her bags she knocked my drink straight into my lapAs i jumped up she produced a hankie from her pocket and proceded to dab at my crotch , its ok i said smiling as best i could , really no bother at all said the man with the wettest crotch in the whole of greater Manchester.I am so sorry she said sweetly allow me to get you another drink , ok i’ll have a pint of lager please miss, mrs , ms i said , but that was only a half she replied curtly , whatever , i said its still a fucking pint.As i sat down mopping the last of my drink from her lap she started on her way back from the bar as she walked , her rain coat slid open from the waist exposing the perkiest pair of tits i had seen for a couple of years , she must have got dressed in a hurry this morning i thought and forgot to put her top on.She sat back down , your drink she said matter of factly thank you i replied in amazement this is my usual seat , she said , i come here often i like this seat it has a good view as i looked around i saw the pool table over to the far wall by the fag machine , to the left of the pool table the toilet doors , male and female and beside those the rear exit door that leads to the carpark.View i thought no fucking veiw here you cant even even be seen from the bar , as she made herself comfortable in the chair she slid her mac down and drapped it over the back of the chair , she was sitting with her back to the bar , i stared gobsmacked sitting there with her tits bahis siteleri out like it was an every day occurrence.She leant over to her bag and pulled a big cucumber from her bag , she looked at me it’s for my husbands dinner she said , and without speaking put one leg on the seat and buried the cucumber half way into her cunt. I looked at her , in her half naked state as she worked the long green veg in and of her sopping wet cunt in long slow movements her eyes never once leaving mine.I could hear the slopping noises from deep inside her cunt , as she lifted her stocking covered leg higer up the rough fabric of the chair , and leaned back exposing more of her delicious sopping wet pussy , the strokes grew shorter and more frenzied , her eyes half closed and rolling up into the back of her pretty head , her lips pursed she started to breathe faster and heavier , biting into her bottom lip she held her orgasm in check.Looking up into my fixed eyes she gently rolled onto her side , she took the cucumber from her dripping pussy , and started inserting it into her arse , with four soft strokes it was buried all the way into the soft folds of her puffy shitter with just enough cucumber left for her fingers to hold onto , as she skillfully worked the green monster in and out of her shit hole noiselessly , i could feel my cock making a bid for freedom from lt’s beer soaked confines , i slid my zip down realeasing the engorged member to beat and twitch in time to my throbbing head as it became fully erect ,i grabbed it in my left hand and pulled the foreskin back down over the throbbing helmet , as she saw my cock i heard her gasp as she removed the green b**st from her damaged arse all puffy and extended into a mild prolapse.Sitting upright she leaned forward and kissed me , pushing her tongue past my lips and into my mouth , as her saliva mingled with mine she expertly grasped my cock with her smoth silky hand and slid it up and down my shaft making my cock feel like it had a life bahis şirketleri of its own , she released her lips from mine then took the pink demon into her mouth , taking the head all the way down to her throat where i could feel her lips around my balls , as she released my cock from her throat i could feel her lips clasp around it’s sensitive head , her tongue running circles round and round the helmet and trying to push its way into my peehole as she went.She let go of my cock and lent back into her chair , she grasped my hand and moved it to between her nylon covered thighs , where she expertly took one finger and inserted it into her swollen and by now soaking wet and very slippery pussy , she moved it rhythmicaly in and out , she let go of my hand to probe and pull at her massive heaving tits and nipples as i inserted another finger into the wet tunnel and used my middle finger to rub and massage between the lips of her cunt and the hood of her sensitive clitty , as her orgasm neared she opened her legs wider and arched her back a little more , allowing me to insert all four fingers with very little resistance deep into her open and gaping vagina , she moved her hand onto my forearm just above the wrist pulling the whole of my hand into her now full cunt fist me , you fucker “give me your fist you cunt” i heard her whisper as she rode my hand to orgasm , as she shuddered to orgasm she squirted not once but five massive squirts across the table , as i took my sopping fist from her cunt , and placed it on my now painful and throbbing cock it exploded with what seemed like gallons of cum all over my hand and bollocks.As the last of my cum cascaded down my hand and onto my balls , i heard a rustle beside me , some foot falls and a door swiftly opening and closing , i opened my eyes and she and her cucumber had gone what the fuck are you doing , the barman said with a thick Glaswegian accent , get the fuck out of my pub he said as he grabbed me b
y the jacket , lifted me out of the chair with my trousers round my knees and threw me out, he opened the rear door of the pub and threw me out into the car park.The Manchester rain still beat down and i stiil hated being a bricklayer , but getting rained off does have some benefits.

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