When I was an undergraduate, I was at a party where, the rumour went, a glory hole had been set up i
When I was an undergraduate, I was at a party where, the rumour went, a glory hole had been set up in the basement of the host’s house. It seems a thin piece of drywall had been arranged to divide a section of the laundry room. A platic cup full of gin and tonic in hand, I did creep down there to take a look. Sure enough, there was an unpainted wall behind a dark curtain… and there was a hole, maybe three or four feet above the floor, maybe three inches wide. But there was no penis through it. Not at the time, anyway. And not that, in those years, I would have dared experiment with it. But I think about it sometimes. -- source link
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