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bill-swift - December 24, 2014
It's not often I'm at a loss for words. In fact, ever since I became verbal at age six or so, I've been flapping my gums nonstop mostly about women, occasionally the international sport of skee-ball. But now, Michelle Lewin and her sextacular taut and tight and toned body out shopping in a half shirt and tight shorts. Wow, damn, silence.
If the pleasurable perusal of Michelle's underboob doesn't move you, then a peekaboo at her magically powerful thumper in those little shorts will likely do you in. Or maybe it's a stroll along her worked out midriff that does it for you. Her outstandingly inspiring female form is like a map of extreme adventure. Did I mention damn already? I hate to curse, I can still feel the ringing in my ears from a cuff to the head by Sister Mary Alice, but Michelle Lewin makes me feel that much closer to he who endowed me with the spirit of mating. I need a chew towel. This is getting out of control. Michelle Lewin, you need to be registered as a lethal weapon. Enjoy.
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