You Finish?
02-05-2005, 06:26 PM
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A virile, older Italian engineer was relaxing at his favorite bar in Rome, when he managed to attract a spectacular young lady.
Things progressed to the point where he invited her back to his apartment, and after some small talk, they retired to his bedroom and made love.
After a pleasant interlude, he asked with a smile," So...you finish?" She paused for a second, frowned and admitted, "No."
Surprised, the silver haired man reached for her and the love making resumed. This time she thrashes about wildly and there are screams of passion. The lovemaking ends, and again, the Italian engineer smiles, and again he asks, "You finish?"
And again, after a short pause, she returns his smile, cuddles closer to him, and softly says, "No." Stunned, but damned if this woman is going to outlast him, the old guy reaches for the woman again. Using the last of his strength, he barely manages it, but they climax simultaneously, screaming, bucking, clawing and ripping the bed sheets.
The exhausted man falls onto his back, gasping. Barely able to turn his head, he looks into her eyes, smiles proudly, and asks again, "You finish?"
Barely able to speak, she whispers in his ear, "No! I Swedish."
Things progressed to the point where he invited her back to his apartment, and after some small talk, they retired to his bedroom and made love.
After a pleasant interlude, he asked with a smile," So...you finish?" She paused for a second, frowned and admitted, "No."
Surprised, the silver haired man reached for her and the love making resumed. This time she thrashes about wildly and there are screams of passion. The lovemaking ends, and again, the Italian engineer smiles, and again he asks, "You finish?"
And again, after a short pause, she returns his smile, cuddles closer to him, and softly says, "No." Stunned, but damned if this woman is going to outlast him, the old guy reaches for the woman again. Using the last of his strength, he barely manages it, but they climax simultaneously, screaming, bucking, clawing and ripping the bed sheets.
The exhausted man falls onto his back, gasping. Barely able to turn his head, he looks into her eyes, smiles proudly, and asks again, "You finish?"
Barely able to speak, she whispers in his ear, "No! I Swedish."
02-06-2005, 02:02 AM
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02-06-2005, 09:03 AM
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It was a hot day in the small Swedish town where Helga lived. She hung the wash out to dry, put a roast in the oven, then went downstairs topick up some dry cleaning.
"Gootness, it's hot," she said to herself as she walked down Main Street on her way to the store. She passed by an air-conditioned tavern and thought, "Vy nodt?" so she walked in and took a seat at the bar.
The bartender came up and asked her what she wanted to drink.
"Ya know," Helga said, "it is so hot I tink I vill have myself zee ice cold beer."
The bartender asked, "Anheuser Busch?"
Helga blushed and replied, "Vell its fine, tanks, und how's yer pecker?"
"Gootness, it's hot," she said to herself as she walked down Main Street on her way to the store. She passed by an air-conditioned tavern and thought, "Vy nodt?" so she walked in and took a seat at the bar.
The bartender came up and asked her what she wanted to drink.
"Ya know," Helga said, "it is so hot I tink I vill have myself zee ice cold beer."
The bartender asked, "Anheuser Busch?"
Helga blushed and replied, "Vell its fine, tanks, und how's yer pecker?"
02-06-2005, 03:12 PM
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Originally Posted by Fin535dA' date='Feb 6 2005, 10:32 PM
xD HAHA 
great ones!
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Me too, i'm having a good time celebrating carnival and you won't see me untill wednesday.
So, enjoy that.
btw, picked a random topic... nothing to do with quality, it's just the fact that i had my quantity by now.
CU later
02-09-2005, 08:27 AM
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Carnaval is a thing they celebrate in the south of Holland. The dividing line is two large rivers dividing the country in two. My ancestors from the northern part have fought succesfully for generations to keep carnaval below the rivers.
It's nothing like Rio. It involves simplistic singalong music, conga lines, A LOT of beer drinking and, as a consequense, shagging your next door neighbour.
alaaf!
It's nothing like Rio. It involves simplistic singalong music, conga lines, A LOT of beer drinking and, as a consequense, shagging your next door neighbour.
alaaf!
02-09-2005, 08:59 AM
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Originally Posted by Flowerfred' date='Feb 9 2005, 06:27 PM
Carnaval is a thing they celebrate in the south of Holland. The dividing line is two large rivers dividing the country in two. My ancestors from the northern part have fought succesfully for generations to keep carnaval below the rivers.
It's nothing like Rio. It involves simplistic singalong music, conga lines, A LOT of beer drinking and, as a consequense, shagging your next door neighbour.
alaaf!
It's nothing like Rio. It involves simplistic singalong music, conga lines, A LOT of beer drinking and, as a consequense, shagging your next door neighbour.
alaaf!
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