Sushi Wallet

A female's promised land, "danger zone" and/or hot dog bun.

Man, that girl's got a real sweet sushi wallet hanging off her!

by Cyndy Multari April 29, 2008

bollock wallet

A bollock wallet is the skin that you have around bollocks unless youve got a clunge obviously. also known as ballbag, scrotum, sack, ham pouch.

"Fuk me, i shaved my bollock wallet last nite m8 n its itchin like fuck... never again dave "

by carl dave, jonesy dave May 24, 2008

Brown Wallet

This is a sex act where you fuck a girls ass until she shits all over your cock. Then you take the shit and smear it all over her pussy lips.

HOLY SHIT, I totally gave my girlfriend the ol' brown wallet last night.

by 1234543212345 July 8, 2009

Sausage Wallet

A slut. Women who makes money by sleeping with men.

That sausage wallet sleeps with anything with a heart beat and a penis.

by J-Lee November 9, 2007

sausage wallet

elizabethan (medevil) term for whore

Jim: How many guys have you slept with?
Sally: Alot.
Jim: God you're a sausage wallet!

by Pirate Queen010 April 6, 2008

Meat Wallet

A vagina. A very, very meaty vagina with big pussy lips.

Holy shit, check out that meat wallet! That would make for some good camel toe.

by Amadeus Sinclair April 9, 2009

Gammon Wallet

The over-used, pink, leathery, dry, sore, stray pig-haired genital area of a woman. Often found amongst the older generation the Gammon Wallet hangs from the undercarriage of the species in two parts – left and right. Physically resembling a man's battered leather fold-over wallet, hanging from a washing line, with the line supporting it down its fold. It has the colouring and finish of an uncooked gammon steak.

She stood naked before me, legs about one foot apart. Her aged body appeared to lose 20 years when shrouded in darkness and silhouetted against the full desert moon. I felt stirs of arousal in my groin, wrestling with my tight trunks. She looked exactly as I’d imagined her. I scoured every inch of her outline, her slim womanly curves tantalizing and feeding my every dark thought. But then I noticed it. Her gammon wallet. It hung like two oversized bats tussling in the opening of a cliff side cave. Each beast pumping condensation into the cold night air as they collided in a battle for superiority and best breeding. I shivered with disgust and shook my ill fated thoughts from my head. She was Deputy Head-Mistress after all with no traces of MILF attached...

by birtbag July 10, 2006