Killing the Pokies – yep killin it

It makes me very cheerful. A young gal, so willing to please, so clean and undefiled, so willing to stomp around the woods braless, with nips so hard and erect and unblemished by the effects of age and gravity that they threaten to tear open the very fabric of time itself. Killing the pokies, indeed. I get just a hint, just the briefest little suggestion as she slips her gray panties down off her hips that she has very recently been waxed and is smooth enough for a tootsie roll lickin. Those big brown eyes seem to be saying:

Hello, Mr. Photographer, would you mind taking my picture now that we’re deep in the woods behind my parent’s house and nobody much can see us and you are kind of getting aroused even though you’re supposed to be a professional? I know you said this was just a lingerie shoot, and to wear a thin sweater and no bra, but I kind of feel like taking my panties off. Um, so just keep clicking until I tell you to STOP okay?

I’m growing better looking and slightly more perverted as I age. We’ve been rocking this blog since what 2006? I’m not going to tell you who this lady is quite yet, but I will say that after moaning about babes for six years now, ya ain’t seen her before.

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