Most of those on MumsNet are the bitter militants of "We women been wronged forever", there's no virtuous man or even one they trust to not change the channel when they walk in the lounge.
I'm no oil painting but I do fine picking up from the aisles in the supermarkets, making the neglected ladies feel special again and making them scream "Hallelujahs" as their nether bits loose it on my tongue, fingers and cock. On a good day they introduce me to the hired help and her ladyship and the maid make for a fine sandwich.
Yeah, only part of that is true, they never introduce me to the hired help.