Fred Flinstone quietly opened the front door to his house, it was 11.00pm and he and Barney
Rubble had just got back from the bowling tournament in Flintville and he was in high spirits as they had won the pairs division. But all that Fred could think of was Wilma, it had been murder the three nights away from his gorgeous wife and he had a bad case of blue balls, and he needed to fuck his wife’s hairy cunt as soon as possible. As he put down his bag he saw a tablet on the table and a message from Wilma carved in it, “Dear Fred sorry but mother called and she is very sick, so I am going over to see her and probably be back tomorrow, sorry darling you know how I look forward to our reunions after your trips. xxx Sweetcheeks.”
As Fred read the note he cursed his mother in law, “Damn old bitch probably nothing wrong with
her anyway.” he thought. Standing there he felt his cock slowly start to wither, all the way home he had been thinking of Wilma and what he would do to her lovely body especially her ass, his favourite place to stick his prick, and his cock had been rock hard all the way back. Now with this news the poor old feller began to beat a hasty retreat, “Shit, well I better check on Pebbles.” and he walked towards her bedroom.
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