bill-swift - September 24, 2016
I've become rather melancholy in my advanced age of nineteen. Well, I feel thirteen, look nineteen, but obviously catch touchdowns like a thirty year old wily veteran. I've started missing certain sextastic celebrities of not so long ago, but for whom if they leave my sight, I tend to feel like it's been decades. Gorgeous and buxom blessed women such as Jordan Carver who make my day, week, and quiet evening time when only my pet parakeet, Mr. Cat Food, can hear me scream.
As such, I'm visually and video thinking of Jordan and sharing some of my warm virtual wishes. For more sweat, more skin, and more funbags the size of real fun. Enjoy.
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