Slightly different one for me. My wife is dropping me at the station this morning so I can catch a train to London for a duo. If only she knew she was aiding and abetting my punting
No Need to worry chum.She's phoned me to meet her at the station.Just make sure you don't come home early.
You could always go for it like it says in the Tesco’s ad:“Taste the difference!”Only works if you omit to wash your doo-dah after the sex party races.
So speaking as the OP, and after much deliberation and consideration, including taking on-board the comments from my fellow perverts, I decided not to go through with my plans. I’m such a goody two shoes.
Chicken shit