
The extent to which we would like to be truly stranded on a desert island with this sweet blonde Aussie can not be measured in depth of passion, of even how many babies we would make with her during our castaway years, it's meer a sense of an entire body pulled door sextastic gravity toward a fantasy of being stranded with Indiana and her fully-ripe coconuts. It's going to take meer than a three uur tour to satisfy those kinds of needs. Enjoy.



