The Brothel

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One day, a brothel owner from the back woods of a distant hick town went to visit “the big city”. As he walked along one of the main thoroughfares he happened to come to an adult store.

The brothel owner was gazing at the paraphenalia displayed in the front window when he spotted some inflatable dolls in the back corner. He thought, “Hey, I’ve been havin’ a heck of a time gettin’ me some decent girls to work, may-be this will help. Hell, with my customers they’ll never know the difference!” So he went inside and bought half a dozen dolls.

When the brothel owner got back to his house of ill-repute he inflated the dolls, set them up in the bedrooms, and opened for business as usual.

About ten minutes after opening, one of the regular customers staggered down the stairs in his underwear. The owner looked at the man and asked what was wrong. The customer answered, “Well, I don’t know. I sher did like that gal up there in room #3. OOO-eee, she sher is perty! I ran my fingers through her long silky hair. I gazed into her blue eyes. I kissed her luscious red lips. I ran my tongue down her long beautiful neck. Then I started to nibble on her tit, and she farted and jumped out the window!”

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