Voyeurs everywhere, what we require at this point in the Northern hemisphere's skulk from the sun, is warmth - the warmth of human nakedness. =============================================== So here's my bounty of over Ten minutes - that's TEN minutes, sportsfans - of glorious, candid, naked Fever ================================================== It's something for everyone time: We'll commence with sun-toned hardbods - - - soften up with a little fur covered Hairy Mary - - - go after on, and let's hear it for our lovely muff-scratching Mrs.Robinson in praise of sexy older women - - - then we'll gawp at a spreadeagled nubile angel - - - before shooting to a gasping finish as we witness the sheer AUDACITY of an exceptionally buxom MILF's daring sand bj - - - She'll leave you with a smile on your face as she signs off with a smooch - just observe closely and ENJOY! For tomorrow we may die! Sandfly.
Gizel Just Wants To Have Joy - It truly was a delightful, girly weekend, the kind I've been missing since I moved to this town. Okay, so I didn't have much time to get ready and the cupboards were frightfully empty, but a hurried clean-up Saturday morning and some creative shopping in the afternoon did the trick. Then the nymph explosion... straighteners, clothing, makeup and hair products everywhere, tee hee. It was such joy getting ready for a night on the town. Even tho' the bar was a wee bit dead, the prettiest boy did ask me to slow dance. Just like in high school, except this time the boy actually DID ask me to dance, instead of me just imagining it. The entire bar thing is much lighter to take when you're not worried about whether you're going to pick up. :o)