O'Leary's Pub on St. Patrick's Day is a feast of horny men trying to grab my ass! But one mysterious man, who would magically appear and disappear out of nowhere, caught my eye, and my heart. I had to have him! More
Working on St. Patrick’s Day in O’Leary’s meant drunk, horny customers falling over her my double-D’s. Sid, the owner made me wear a leprechaun suit of green velvet, with a super short skirt, which the customers loved and brought in extra tips. And then, one year, the strangest thing happened, a mystery man game into the bar and immediately stole my heart and left me panting in sexual desire. But he vanished into thin air. He returned the next year, appearing almost out of thin air. I fell madly in lust with him. I had to have him.
Sexually, there had never been a man who turned me on like he did, he had a powerful sexual hold over me, one which needed to be fulfilled. And fulfill it, he did!
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