Well, hello again, Irishka A. When first we last met, I was troubled by your lack of a last name. After all, how would I be expected to find your name in the phonebook to let you know how you just gave me an experience this farm boy will never ever forget and bless your soul. I guess I could hire a skywriter or something to fly over the general Eastern European corridor with my grateful thoughts.
Irishak caught our attention through a reader who like us, happened to notice that Irishka is crazy hot, has one ridiculously fine body, and the funbags of a heavenly creature. Just those three things really. Well, four if you count her nimble posing and preening abilities. Wow, Irishka, we really must get a coffee or ten vodkas together sometimes soon and discuss the weather or why I can’t stand up from the table. Enjoy.