Some years ago, Paddy married an attractive woman, Maggie, half his age,
in a small coastal Irish community..
After several months, Maggie complained that she had never climaxed during
sex and according to her Grandmother all Irish women are entitled to a
climax once in a while.
So, to resolve the problem, they went to see the Veterinarian since there
was no trustworthy doctor anywhere in the village. The Vet didn't have a
clue, but he did recall how, during the hot summer, his mother and father
would fan a cow that was having difficulty breeding with a big towel. This
would cool her down and make her relax.
So the Vet told them to hire a strong, virile young man to wave a big
towel over them while they were having sex. This, the Vet said, would
cause the young wife to cool down, relax, then climax. So the couple hired
a strong young man from Dublin to wave that big towel over them as the Vet
suggested.
After many efforts, Maggie still had not climaxed so they went back to the
Vet. The Vet said for her to change partners and let the young man have
sex with her while Paddy waved the big towel. They tried it that night and
Maggie went into wild, screaming, ear-splitting climaxes, one right after
the other for about two and a half hours.
When it was over, Paddy looked down at the exhausted young man and in a
boasting voice said: 'And that, me son, is how ya wave a towel!'
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