"Threads of hot molten gold spiraled from her belly and spread up into her breasts and down into her thighs."
Infamous -- Virginia Henley
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Into or onto?
Considering the other guys were getting hit with Great Gator Pee.
Posted by: Matt | 02/25/2010 at 06:48 PM
We just type 'em as we seem 'em.
Posted by: The Wife | 02/27/2010 at 08:34 AM
I'd say she's getting the golden rinse cycle.
Posted by: Matt | 02/27/2010 at 01:11 PM