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24 February 08
By Sly Writer
Nothing to do with bestiality, I’m afraid.
Rather, a continuation of a ‘masturbating in random places featuring water’ type of theme that seems to be developing.
And, of course, my final say on Horses’ harsh comments.
In her post about f**kin’ in the bushes Horses describes testing a sexed up shower. She also invites people to do the same — “Blob over to the Isle of Horses, break into my house and you’ll find the bathroom on the top floor.”
So I did.

And a good wank it was. The shower’s temperature was just right and never flactuated over +/- 3 degrees centrigrade. The shower basin wasn’t slippery at all so I could go about my business without risking injury.
In the post-ejaculatory lessons-learned phase I spotted the only item of concern: the need to clean the basin’s drain of a mixture of accumulated hairs and sperm. Horses, darling, you need to clean that more often.
For the record inspiration for the session was this
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Name: Sly Writer
DOB: 2 Feb 2007
Status: Single
Profession: None
Home: Looking to rent
Likes: Intoxication, girls, asses, porn, sleep
Dislikes: Complicated stuff
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I’m glad you enjoyed my shower. I must admit to being hairy downstairs and thus the problem with loose hairs is an occupational hazard. The sperm.. are you sure it wasn’t a probiotic “be more healthy” yogurt? I usually ejaculate bodily fluids into the wash basin.
I thank you for your advice on cleaning, but I will rather politely ignore you and suggest you give your sex people club a good tidy up. When I popped around I could see footmarks from Reebok classics against the wall. So 1994! I won’t even mention what was under the pool table, but suffice to say it wasn’t a fish market for doozers, even if it did smell like one.
— Horses Morrisey 24 February, 07:04 PM #
Honestly, it didn’t taste like yogurt.
— Sly Writer 29 February, 07:38 PM #
Why don’t you 2 have a shower together and publish the pics here?
hehehehehehe
— rockrock 2 March, 03:05 PM #
What a great idea, Rockrock! Why don’t you come along too! Or if you prefer, how about you two go at it whilst I take a bath?
— Horses Morrisey 4 March, 10:28 PM #
Horses Morrisey, I would feel a tad uncomfortable about that.
rockrock, u got a wife?
— Sly Writer 4 March, 11:57 PM #
Why would you feel uncomfortable, Mr Writer? Are you not totally secure in your virtual sexuality? I’d have thought someone with a porn blog would be so confident of their sexuality that they’d happily go to a Scissor Sisters concert wearing a Wham! vest.
Still, you live and learn.
— Horses Morrisey 6 March, 11:08 PM #