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Author: Paul Garland Picture in profile
Added: May 31 2007Views / Reads: 6346 / 5479 [86%]Part vote: 9.25 (4 votes)
I blame it all on beer, too much of that and things always get out of hand. A perfect example was when my girlfriend got extremely drunk and ended up being shagged senseless by a group of guys while we were on holiday in Bournemouth.
 


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I blame it all on beer, too much of that and things always get out of hand.

A perfect example was when my girlfriend got extremely drunk and ended up being shagged senseless by a group of guys while we were on holiday in Bournemouth. We were only young, I was 23 and she was 19, but we were far from naïve. We had been together for two years, but Donna had slept with seven men before me, losing her virginity quite young while still at school. She was known as a slut before I met her, and I admit that I only asked her out as I was guaranteed a fuck, but we ended up falling in love.

I didn't mind that she used to be a slut. She was as good as gold once we met, and it had all made her fantastic in bed, plus she had a fabulous body. She was only short, about 5' tall, and really petite and slim. Her tits were only smallish, a size 34b but they were perfectly shaped with beautifully perky pink nipples. She loved sex and I couldn't get enough of her.

Donna and I had been drinking practically all day, as it was Friday and the last day of our holiday. We were due to return home the following morning, and we were determined to have a really good last night. I wasn't too drunk, because I hate travelling home on the coach when you're hung over, but it didn't seem to bother Donna too much, mainly because she rarely suffers with hangovers. She's usually sick at the ...

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