bill-swift - March 22, 2016
Amy Adams is both my girlfriend and my girlfriend's mom in my REM sleep dreams. I could explain how it all shakes out, but for the sake of the schoolchildren on Spring Break hanging out herein, suffice it to say, things of a very prurient nature ensue and lots of red hair is left shed in the boudoir. Just one of my favorite veteran hotties with tremendous thespianic talent and even greater allure as a mature sweet Siren of the younger man's dreams. Or older man. Or precisely her same age.
Shooting for the latest Allure magazine, Amy got into some rare bits of bikini ware for her wet and wild beachside shoot. Oh, to be the lucky guy holding the obscenely small towel I'd use to dry her with. More of a tissue really. Dab dab. Just look at that ginger sextastic exude 360. I am having trouble containing myself this morning, but contain myself I must. Damn glass office doors. You're killing me. No, not you, Amy. You just keep showering and showing off. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Allure
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