1. The Saoirse Ronan Chronicles [PART 5]


    Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Celebrities, Hardcore, Sex Humor, Author: thejediman, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    [CONTINUED FROM THE FOURTH INSTALMENT...]LOCATION: The ClubTIME: 12: 55 AM ________________________________________CHAPTER 5: The What In The Fuck Well, that couldn't have gone any better than it did for all consideration. Saoirse Ronan: famous Irish actress, beautiful girl and downright erection-inducing - slumped over on the leathery couch chair, in a loud, noisy Dublin club filled to the brim with young, over-sexed club-goers probably looking for a good time and bright, flashy lights- and in the odd company of: Jake and Josh. Has a... nice ring to it. And because of what... a single drink of unidentified alcohol? As far as my eyes could see. Of course, it couldn't have been that simple. More than meets the eye... that applies ten-fold. What met my eye and/or Josh's was my reaction of being startled by the sight of Saoirse falling over with her head against the cushioned chair. Yes, because there she was. I didn't expect to see her... out for the round. She is an actress if Josh was to be believed, I thought she... wait- what am I saying... I looked toward Josh and he looked back: right into my eyes. Not in a gay way, but in a creepy way that led me to believe that Saoirse's idle state was the result of his doing. Well, what in the fuck? That, I asked...Jake: "Josh, what the fuck?" Josh, again, stared at me with a not-so-subtle grin- cracked his neck and then stared down at Saoirse. He looked her up and down like she was a piece of juicy meat. See, because there she was- ...
    motionless and she was in the company of Josh and me. Not bad, could have been worse...Josh: "Hmph. "Fuck", indeed. "What?", is what we have here. Hmyeah."Jake: "What? What the... fuck?"Josh: "Eeesh, language. Calm down, Jake? Jake."Jake: "Yes, it's fucking Jake."Josh: "I'm k**ding, I'm k**ding. Calm down, Jack."Jake: "I am being calm, I just want to know WHAT the fuck has happened. Why is she like that... THAT. LOOK!" I pointed toward Saoirse. My palm reached my face and I tried to give myself one minute of thought on how to ask Josh a question without receiving a vague answer, but- instead, I wasted it and stared at her. Her motionless, helpless body. Her dress, skirt, heels and everything else... all of her. Then, I looked at Josh- he motioned himself toward Saoirse's idle body. He arranged his perverted hands over her legs and placed them on the rest of the couch chair so that her whole body laid out on the couch chair. This was done to achieve a position in which I'm sure Josh took pure visual pleasure in seing. At this odd point, I didn't know whether to tell him to back off or be careful that she might wake up and scream. No, I didn't do anything but stare. I didn't want to touch her myself, neither did I want him to. Once he finished with the arrangement he took out his expensive-looking phone and flashed several shots in different angles. The final shot was flashed closely to her face. Lord knows what his intention was, if it wasn't already obvious enough, but then- ...
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