Introduction:
hope you like it. Not mine and don’t judge
One day Jane
met Tarzan in
the jungle. She
was very
attracted
to him and
during her
questions
about his life
she asked him
how he
managed for
sex.”What’s
that?” he
asked.
She explained
to him what
sex was and he
said, “Oh, I use
a
hole in the
trunk of a tree.”
Horrified, she
said, “Tarzan,
you have it all
wrong. I’ll
show you how
to do it
properly.” She
took off her
clothes,
laid down on
the ground and
spread her legs
wide. “Here,”
she
said, “You must
put it in here.”
Tarzan
removed his
loincloth,
stepped closer
and then gave
her
an almighty
kick, right in the
crotch.
Jane rolled
around in agony.
Eventually she
managed to
gasp,
“What the hell
did you do that
for?”
“Checking for
bees!” said
Tarzan.
met Tarzan in
the jungle. She
was very
attracted
to him and
during her
questions
about his life
she asked him
how he
managed for
sex.”What’s
that?” he
asked.
She explained
to him what
sex was and he
said, “Oh, I use
a
hole in the
trunk of a tree.”
Horrified, she
said, “Tarzan,
you have it all
wrong. I’ll
show you how
to do it
properly.” She
took off her
clothes,
laid down on
the ground and
spread her legs
wide. “Here,”
she
said, “You must
put it in here.”
Tarzan
removed his
loincloth,
stepped closer
and then gave
her
an almighty
kick, right in the
crotch.
Jane rolled
around in agony.
Eventually she
managed to
gasp,
“What the hell
did you do that
for?”
“Checking for
bees!” said
Tarzan.