bill-swift - April 15, 2014
Oh, hello there, Claudia Romani killer tush. We haven't seen that delicious rump that as soon as America becomes enlightened enough to recognize marriages between man and hot lady humps, I intend to make my fourth future ex-wife.
I'm not sure what Claudia is doing on the beach with the smiley face balloon. Back in the day, I believe this meant she was a recreational happy pills connect, though I'm guessing this is more likely related to some kind of party that I was not invited to for some inexplicable reason. But that sweet thumper in a thong most definitely was. Oh, to massage and oil up the glutes on Claudia. I really have missed those twin beacons of visual and visceral delight. I can't wait to carry them over the threshold some day for one night of pure wedded bliss, you know, before the acrimony sets in and we aren't talking for weeks at a time. Enjoy.
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