
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, o even how many bebés we would make with her during our castaway years, it's más a sense of an entire body pulled por sextastic gravity toward a fantasía of being stranded with Indiana and her fully-ripe coconuts. It's going to take más than a three hora tour to satisfy those kinds of needs. Enjoy.



