But as long as our mutual or one-sided lust has lingered, every time I see Lucy in another sextastic boobtastic revealing pictorial, I fall into moist desire all over again. And, yes, for the record Moist Desire was the name of my band in high school. She’s just a curvaceous smiling faptastic wonder of bosomy perfect proportions. I want Lucy to pop out of every cake ever made. Even the little tiny ones at the grocery store. That would be something. Bless you once more, Lucy Collett
Ginger topped glamour model Lucy Collett and I have had an ongoing affair of the heart for several years now. Naturally, she’s not quite as aware of this affair as I am, devoting many many hours to our relationship while Lucy mostly pretends to not know I exist or acknowledge my correspondence. I just assume this is how relationships mostly work.
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