Naughty friends want to fuck one next to another on the sofa

Can you do the bloody four, please? - Don't you start now.

Don't you start, Rodney!

Right, Dad, I've just got a message in. - Bonsoir, Stacey. Yes, I did, my love.

Now, what's all this you were telling me? I hear you've got some interesting cases.

Was it this time? Months or chickenpox?

I don't know. Good evening, sonny.

Well, how about 100% pure filth?

Give us a monkey and you can have the lot of it. - Ooh.

I see Stacey, eh? Yes, I can see why.

But I like it. I like it a lot, babes. I can see the future now.

I'll be the Hugh Hefner of Peppermint.

Not after, old boy. - Yeah, but hang on a minute, right?

You know what I'm just thinking?

If Stacey's gonna do this lot for a monkey, that means they must be hotter than a Bombay vindaloo.

Bet you'd have been all right in front of a camera, eh, Dale? - Well, Stacey, I wouldn't like to say,

but you know what? I think we can give old Rodder's ear a go.

I mean, he has got an O-level in art.

Well, how about we give him a go with my assistance, girl?

********** with a big job to do, Rodney.

Now, Stacey, we need to talk.

We need to talk about this little deal that we're gonna do. Come over here.

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