cameltoe...

Goddamn I love a tight cameltoe.... from personal knowledge I know that alot of women do NOT like this phenomenon. When I see one in public, I'm like a fucking dog...I can't take my eyes off of it... In fact I want to call attention to it. Not to embarrass the gal who is showing, but so we can gather like a wild pack of wolves and sniff the prize.

Be proud of your crease ladies....show toe-pride!
 
Yes, I do want to fuck. I do really.....I haven't fucked in ages and I hope they haven't changed it since i last rode that ride.

First I want to strip down to my knickers and go swimming in that cleavage....I'm an island boy and I love nothing more than a sandy beach, a wine spritzer, and a bosomy companion to soak sun with....

Second i want to buy you an evening dress.....something satiny, fresh and high legged so that we may go to the theatre in style...
We may be sunburnt but in blasting A/C it feels like a little buzz from one too many margaritas and convinces you and those with you that you are cooler than the guy in the balcony with the comb-over and starch collar.

Third i want to rush you back to the Ritz-Carlton in the limo becuase I can't keep my hands off you and i think we should be confined to quarters for at least two days ordering room service and employing every toy, lotion, grease, strap, rope, gag, scent, and telephone so that you are well aware of my fresh, dope phone sex skills (per lavender) before I ravage you 18 more times.

oh, nice shoes....
 
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