28 April 2011

Curvy Voluptuous Nymphomaniac

London’s air thick with cultural conflict, not between ethnic groups, they get along fine, rather between those falling prostrate at the prospect of the royal wedding, and those that don’t. For the worshippers, happiness at a very picture of forthcoming marital harmony. For the others, indifference to an outworn narrative, especially when sugar-wrapped in such pomp.

Turning to the escort website in search of distraction. The profiles especially modified.

Hi, my name’s HappiLicks. Want a princess, but without the annoying ceremony? Cum to me honey, I’ll give you what you want. One hour and you’ll have the orgasm of your life, and you don’t have to stick around afterwards, live with all the boring conversation. If you like you can watch the happy couple on television while I suck you off. Ring me now baby.

Hi, I’m Kate, same as the princess but better looking and better boobs. You can have me, sixty pounds for half an hour, a hundred pounds an hour, ten pounds off on the special day, Friday. I can wear a bridal veil, if you like, nothing else, whilst you take me from behind. Anal included if you’re not too big, you’ll have to be gentle, I’m tight, just like a virgin bride.

Hello baby, this is Lilly waiting for you, I do everything, I’m submissive so you’ll have to force yourself on me, just like a prince returning after battle and desperate for relief. Very flexible, you’ll be able to bend me into any position. I won’t say no, unlike a princess. You can imagine that you’re married to her, and I’m your private mistress, except you don’t have to pay for all my time, just for an hour. Cum to me, baby, make sure you bring a full load, I want to suck it out of you. I’m waiting for you baby.

Hi honey, I’m SunnySex. Fed up with the thought of a street party? Annoyed by everyone cooing around the television? Escape to my arms, honey, I can sooth your troubles away. Curvy voluptuous nymphomaniac, I’m everything the princess isn’t. So you can have a good time with me. Only eighty pounds for an hour, twenty pounds back if I can’t make you cum at least once. Cum on baby, you owe it to yourself, don’t get stuck in front of a television, have a big fat orgasm instead.

These profiles, enough to restore sanity. Tempting thought, an orgasm rather than television, I might ring Jenny.