I went with my usual friend to an Indian Buffet. Eat. Chat and laugh- what is more better than that? Except the talk went really south. The Subject was a lesbian Xaliimo that my friend knows. This lesbian is Mj. She bounces and walks like Cowboy- yet she married a handsome Dhulbahante man. They have two kids. Anyway- the lesbian confessed to my friend that when she has sex with her husband- she feels like vomiting. She endures the sex- which is not long--she says- Thank Goodness- because aboowe does his job like a male hen and rolls over exhausted while SHE goes to the bathroom and actually pukes.
Of course me being very nosey- i ask for more information. Why? Why put yourself through all this misery- just to make your Hooyo happy?
Oh that was not the disgusting part.
The Mj Lesbian then confessed --when she has face to face with her Habar gidir lesbian lover who is in England- she has Massive orgasm. She says she has over flow of body fluids. And that her brain, body and soul are in line while this fluid mess is happening.
I told my friend please do not talk about this qaxbaah ever again.
Of course me being very nosey- i ask for more information. Why? Why put yourself through all this misery- just to make your Hooyo happy?
Oh that was not the disgusting part.
The Mj Lesbian then confessed --when she has face to face with her Habar gidir lesbian lover who is in England- she has Massive orgasm. She says she has over flow of body fluids. And that her brain, body and soul are in line while this fluid mess is happening.
I told my friend please do not talk about this qaxbaah ever again.
