Ann Hi, i am Ann, i am Euro, 30, married (!) and borred!! Determined to be a bad lady (safely) thru the net!! I was a VERY bad nymph before my marriage, but i am not cheating on hubby now, i guess being nasty at the internet doesnt count. So I determined to post that add, hoping that i'll make some guys jerking their hard-ons while looking at me, i love that! Whoever wants can mail me, age, race, location doesnt mater, just be fair, dont tell me u're Legal while you're 50, be fair, no problem with any age. I also love it when guys send me pics of their penises touching or cuming on MY pics, I love that, i LOVE dicks, its my fetish!!! And ask me whatever you want, i promise to reaction any question And..be dirty, i like that! Oh, and i'm real, thats not some comercial bulshit
'...Annnnnd comin' up on the rails among the pro photographers it's the black pony with the true fledgling rider, pissing off the staged voyeurism auteurs with his rogue guerilla shots of the girls-next-door chillin' near the villain that is the Sandfly, the man of the hour with the air of supreme power, those dudes have envied him for so lengthy with his sets goin' strong, lotsa things goin' on with that game he plays, he plays for keeps, tryin' ta get over (That's what he tryin' to do, y'all), taking all that he can take, gambling with the odds of fate, tryin' ta get over...Woo, Superfly' ====================================================== They/He is/are Agent Smith(s). And I may be Petite Polynesian Island Soundalike Woodentop, or The Dad, Son and Holy Ghost. ==================== Welcome to the Mattress. Take a pill, any colour, feed your head like the doormouse said. Feed Your Head. It's time to practice REAL voyeurism, the product of the Sandfly that is the Division Bell that turns them inwards out. ==================== No animals were hurt in the making of this production. The only animal involved was rabid and behind the lens, and an insect by metaphor. No models were paid nor bullshit hired, nor situations staged to pour banality down the throats of the asnine. ======================= Here is soulfood for the erudite spycam. Ten portions. Left empty, leave your mark and Sandfly shall splice the fishes for the thousands. Now, let's kill the pretty, repetitive dullness you've become used to every moooooonth, every beautifully produced, ideally shot, purrfectly manufactured time, advertisement advertisement advertisement advertisement infinitum...Heeeeeeere's Sandfly!