Sandwich of love.
So I'll blog about the Sydney visit tomorrow, when I'm able to see straight again. All I want to say now is that last night, Nadine and I had the Schmitz pressed between us. While Jessculture watched and touched her double d's.
You can draw your own dirty and correct conclusions.
948 days til the next election.
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Jesus. Talk about dreams coming true! Tetsuya and rampant tongue sex one night, a Schmitzel sandwich and Jess's boobies the next. Good to see you in getting into the 'spirit' of things at the Mardi Gras, dressed up as the ghost of Princess Diana giving Charles and Camilla what for. You show 'em ghostly Queen of Hearts!
How did I know it was you under the sheet? I'd know that big toe anywhere.
*blushes*
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