My Pussy Has Never Been SO CREAMY – Australia
Alright mate, let me spin you a naughty yarn about this video called “My Pussy Has Never Been SO CREAMY” from the land down under. So, grab a cold Fosters and a pack of TimTams, because things are about to get wild!
Our adventure begins with a sheila named Kylie. Now, Kylie is a typical Aussie lass: tanned, toned, and not afraid to throw a shrimp on the barbie… or slide a shrimp on her barbwire, if you know what I mean. She’s lounging by the pool at her digs in Sydney, sipping on a goon bag of Two Buck Chuck and scoffing down some Vegemite and Fairycake on white bread.
Now, Kylie’s been feeling a bit horny lately, and her fanny’s been drier than the Nullarbor. She’s been trying all sorts of things to pep it up: she’s rubbed on the nectar, had a go with the spark plug, and even used her partner’s carods late at night when he’s snoring like a bulldozer. But nothing seems to work… until she discovers the secret ingredient.
It’s a hot summer day in Australia, and the flies are buzzing around Kylie’s bits like they’re a dead kangaroo on the side of the road. She decides to give her twat a good ol’ spray and rinse in the pool, but as she’s moving that budgie smugglers to the side, she notices something peculiar.
You see, there’s a small jar of Vegemite sitting on the pool edge, and as Kylie checks it out, she notices that the yeast extract looks a bit like honey… that special honey. And so, with a naughty grin on her face, Kylie takes a dollop of Vegemite and rubs it on her fanny. “Sheila, you’re a genius!” she thinks to herself as the Vegemite warms up down below.
But little did Kylie know, this was just the beginning of her creamy adventure. As she was about to take a dip in the pool, her matelier walked in with a frankfurst slung over his shoulder and a bag of prawns in hand. “G’day, sheila! I’m here to throw some meat on the BBQ and have a go on your barbie!” he says with a cheeky grin.
Kylie, feeling extra frisky, decides to let him in on her Vegemite discovery. “Dodge the Dingo,” she says, “I’ve got a surprise for ya! Unzip your snags and take a whiff of my insides!”
As the matelier pulls down his Dingoes and gives Kylie’s Vegemite-slubbed fanny a good ol’ sniff (to his shock and delight!), he instantly gets a throbbing bonza kasher in his budgie smugglers. “Sheila, you’re a bloody legend!” he exclaims, dropping to his knees and diving in for a taste.
And so, the deed was done. The matelier licked and nibbled on Kylie’s Vegemite-slubbed fanny like it was the last pavlova on Earth, giving her orgasms more intense than a kangaroo’s kick to the melon. Kylie moaned and groaned, her fanny getting creamier than a lamington before dessert.
But the matelier wasn’t done yet. He decided to up the ante by grabbing a jar of jam – HP sauce, no less! – and adding it to the mix. The mixture of Vegemite, HP sauce, and Kylie’s honey jars created a creamy concoction that had Kylie seeing stars and giving her mate a handjob through his budgie smugglers that he’ll never forget!
As the sun set over the Sydney Opera House and the esky kegs ran dry, Kylie and her mate finally collapsed in a heap of sweaty, satisfied exhaustion. “Bloody hell,” the matelier said, “I’ve never tast
