Bi-Sexual Female / 53
Henry The Horse
My confession is, is that I get wet whenever I see pictures of the queen when she was younger (adults) especially with her sister Margaret . That's my confession and that true.
It all started at my Grandads funeral, I stayed sober all day as the celebration of his life went on for a long time and involved a lot of drink. Grandad Henry was a police man who spent some time protecting the royal family, particularly during the Troubles, he was a military man originally and he was huge, over 6ft 6 and very much a man's man.
The conversation I heard as I was sat in a back bar while loads of men many of them police men were drinking , was that grandad was hung, bigger than John Bindon, he could get three half pints on his dick and a bar towel, apparently Princess Margaret was not interested in him, but she definitely took John Bindon to bed on more than one occasion and security watched discretely nearby. Apparently my grandad was nicknamed Henry the Horse, who I naively thought was named after the Beatles song, was invited to see her Magesty. I don't know why, but he would cause less attention than John Bindon, and he was vetted, not sure if it was a security matter, I like to think he banged Liz or Philip for that matter . But everyone is mourning and I can help thinking about the size of my grandads cock. I think it's true and they say that family traits skip a generation, well my son is very well blessed, always has been, sadly he doesn't get it from his dad.... nor do I for that matter.
It all started at my Grandads funeral, I stayed sober all day as the celebration of his life went on for a long time and involved a lot of drink. Grandad Henry was a police man who spent some time protecting the royal family, particularly during the Troubles, he was a military man originally and he was huge, over 6ft 6 and very much a man's man.
The conversation I heard as I was sat in a back bar while loads of men many of them police men were drinking , was that grandad was hung, bigger than John Bindon, he could get three half pints on his dick and a bar towel, apparently Princess Margaret was not interested in him, but she definitely took John Bindon to bed on more than one occasion and security watched discretely nearby. Apparently my grandad was nicknamed Henry the Horse, who I naively thought was named after the Beatles song, was invited to see her Magesty. I don't know why, but he would cause less attention than John Bindon, and he was vetted, not sure if it was a security matter, I like to think he banged Liz or Philip for that matter . But everyone is mourning and I can help thinking about the size of my grandads cock. I think it's true and they say that family traits skip a generation, well my son is very well blessed, always has been, sadly he doesn't get it from his dad.... nor do I for that matter.
