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Another naughty bed bug, comes in the night, eats out your women and runs off.
Now the travelling boudoir is ready, a small offering of touching stuffs. These here are the seismic implants for which I was accompanied by fine lady Toyface. Let them power…
Sound of the bees, as heard from the trailer of grandad’s motorcycle trailer near Willey Green village bee sanctuary, not far from London. Was actually a mix of the sound…
Half-man-half-pug dog, Manos Susias snorted his way through the session. Very pernicious. El guitarrista se volvio loco con esta. Double speed strumming as pony-tailed Manos Susias bragged of his Vaselined…
Open the vent! I’m coming! Smells of flowers and machine. A new allegation of shirt-lifting vipers and a fresh spree of hard tropi-con-artistry. This is the latest breeze from sumsin…
Madness the summer. Lot of underwear went too dirty to wear again. We had the goodest time, but back in rehab at the sanctuary place now. But that doesn’t mean…
I saw this on my wanders. ¡Que feo! Couldn’t believe it. ‘Girlies’ on the London street. Sometime Sumsin comes filthy like Benny Hill’s Bolivian imposter, but never did a finger…
Sweaty noche with Man Make Music and the essential London personality axis just a couple weeks back. Pablo Franco and Sumsin we powered up the thing and the people got…
Was just another Thursday night. I’m leafing through the Gumtree for a manicurist, do my nails no fuss for the weekend. Then I see “Pablo Franco, cheap nailworx – doin…
Today, I give you the latest squawking socatek from the very base of the scrotal sack. Spot Sumsin as you watch the video – less than a minute to find…