Mr-wot should I do with the baby

Mr-wot should I do with the baby
My imagination when it comes to annoying small little people

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Deep ThROat Too dEEp



I was down with sore throat for days feeling knackered over the weekends and almost ended up in hospital for intravenous antibiotics. I had it the next day after my sustained unfathomable deep throat experience with one of my dates. The feelings that night, was awesomely indescribable, like in heaven sipping delicious rum cocktail. I realised that the sexual groaning and moaning seemed to be louder the deeper you go. That puts a twist into your sex life, a sign of highly satisfied unforgettable life time sexual contact or encounter. It might be your first and last. Peak orgasms at the end of course but it takes longer than usual sex after you started off kissing, as the guy kept wanting and asking more, like a temporary drug addiction ‘ I will give you everything as long as you give me more’ desire. Disaster hit me the next morning, throat ticklish heralded the storm. My throat was killing me, I could not speak, barely eat and kept wishing my suffering would end, willing to trade my life for it to end the illness stage. A sense of impending doom, beginning to look for mistakes to reflect, could it have better off handled it that way instead of this way? Firing up myself with tonnes of questions, rhetorical of course, why me again dear god? It then strike me, risky behaviour exercise, the shenanigan I had that night. Tears trickled down my nose as I beg for forgiveness with remorse. I was too ill to seek medical help on my own so my mates lifted me up to get antibiotics prescription. I went through hell over the weekends while waiting for the symptoms to resolve. The antibiotics effects only started to kick in after two days. I swore and cursed its slow effect, more importantly, the culprit of all this mayhem, deep throat. So guys out there, please consider serious painful throat nasty bugs risk before putting your mouth deep inside.

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