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Originally Posted by Far-L
22. Have you ever had sex at the Playboy Mansion while monkeys were flinging poo at you?
"How about over there?" I pointed to the trail over by where the monkeys are kept.
This made her smile. "Sure, much better."
We walked over and as soon as we figured that we were hidden enough by the foliage we jumped on each other like a couple of frisky teenagers trying to practice our moves. She was tonguing my tonsils. I was rubbing her big tits through her silky blouse.
Unfortunately, the monkeys were having none of it. They started raising a ruckus. We broke the embrace long enough to look at them like "what the fuck?" but that was what put them over the edge.
That is when the poo came flying.
We beat a hasty retreat farther down the path and resumed our lustfest. We had a blast. I almost even missed the actual premiere and it turned out that she was one of the distribution execs that was marketing the movie. I fingered her while she drove us over in her plush beemer to the theatre.
Even with the monkey poop incident I still considered it one of the most perfect days that I ever had the pleasure of being alive for.
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