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Traveling the backroads of Ireland I stopped in a quaint village pub. The pub was full of men of the farming nature.Handsome and manly.The bartender was cute with dark wavey hair and a talkative vibe.He started buying me whiskey shots.Then all the guys were buying them for me until I felt no pain.
The bartender gave me a gleaming smile in front of my new male friends and asked you know it's St.Patrick's day don't you lad.He caressed my face and I felt my as s being pinched through my tight shorts.I don't see you wearing green.I said quickly my underwear was green.He said I think we need proof don't we men.I was quickly taken over a table.I tried to move but was held firm.Quit fooling around guys I smiled.My shirt and shoes were quickly removed.My t shirt and socks followed.Ok You've had your fun.as hands unzipped my shorts.and pulled them down and off leaving me in pink Calvins.The lad lied to us the bartender smiled.He grabbed me up and pulled me over his manly knees.He pulled down my briefs and rained down slaps on my as s until it was red.I cried until he stopped.and removed my briefs.
Do you know the story of St
Patrick and the snakes the bartender asked.No I said covering myself and locking for my clothes.Let us show you lad he said as the farmers in kilts removed them showing me their hardons.Backing me onto a table they teased my hole and feed it to the snakes.
The bartender gave me a gleaming smile in front of my new male friends and asked you know it's St.Patrick's day don't you lad.He caressed my face and I felt my as s being pinched through my tight shorts.I don't see you wearing green.I said quickly my underwear was green.He said I think we need proof don't we men.I was quickly taken over a table.I tried to move but was held firm.Quit fooling around guys I smiled.My shirt and shoes were quickly removed.My t shirt and socks followed.Ok You've had your fun.as hands unzipped my shorts.and pulled them down and off leaving me in pink Calvins.The lad lied to us the bartender smiled.He grabbed me up and pulled me over his manly knees.He pulled down my briefs and rained down slaps on my as s until it was red.I cried until he stopped.and removed my briefs.
Do you know the story of St
Patrick and the snakes the bartender asked.No I said covering myself and locking for my clothes.Let us show you lad he said as the farmers in kilts removed them showing me their hardons.Backing me onto a table they teased my hole and feed it to the snakes.