Australian girl scissors guy over football game
The Naughty Aussie: A Scissor Girl’s Football Fetish Frenzy
Oh, those delectable naughty things that Aussie girls get up to, eh? Well, gather ’round and let me spin you a yarn about a certain scissor-happy sheila who turned a bloke’s footy game upside down Down Under. Now, this story’s a bit spicy, so those with delicate sensibilities might want to scarper elsewhere. For the rest of you vilians, buckle up and hold onto your undersized shorts, because this sheila’s about to teach you a thing or two about what happens when a woman uses her assets to serve a bit of revenge on a cheating ocker.
Picture this: Up on the hill, near the Furphy shed, see? There’s old Colin, the football coach, chewin’ on his spinifex and swearin’ blind that his lads have got no chance against the Mahagony aggregation boys in today’s match. Now, Colin’s no slouch himself, but he’s got a wee weaknesses for a nice pair of gams and a pot belly that’d make a kangaroo puke.
As the clock ticks over to half time and the blokes are waitin’ for their magic fungus-filled brews from the canteen, who should come a-walkin’ but Janice from the Public Bar. Now Janice is a bit of a looker, with legs that go on forever and a laugh that’d put the impediments in the cockatoo’s throat to shame. But she’s got a bit of a temper, and she’s out for revenge on her two-timing blade of a fiance, Gary, who’s one of Colin’s boys.
Janice saunters over to Colin, her high heels clickin’ on the dry earth, and she gives him a smile that’s as dangerous as a croc with a toothache. “G’day, Col,” she purrs, her voice sweet as maple syrup. “I was just thinkin’, what our Gary needs is a bit of motivation on the field.”
Colin looks her up and down, his tongue hangin’ out like aFilename: title 1.
