Anyone who knows me knows my passion and adoration for shoes. I love them, adore them, I stop and Oooh and Ahhh at shop windows and dream of shoes, I will just sit and google shoes for hours on end, I have little ornamental shoes all over my room. In year 5 I gave a talk on the history of shoes. Any shoes - as long as they were beautiful - I adored them. There are no shoes in my size. I have no shoes.
Also, this is something to think about or reflect in a sense. Originally posted by turningshawn. The deep frown etched on his face was a dead giveaway and the sigh that echoed throughout the halls was so heavy that it made you stop what you were doing in an instant.
Small Sweetie, Large Shaft. More Than A Massage. Leave It To Grandma. Bosom Queen next Door. The tip that delivers.