Blimey, I think I popped a tire and got left behind. Reading it seemed LOUD.

Steam-me! They both have the billy goat eyes now.

The fuse is lit.

Hope she has a Kevlar-reinforced bra.

Sweeties being sweet. And smooth.

Exceedingly ugly thing to talk about fornicating in a brothel with strangers to your loved one. Mars an otherwise beautiful series.

Curbside pickup. So convenient.

Come on, pumpkins, you're almost there.

The yukatas are wonderful. "Normal, normal, whole lot of normal."

Rotten buggers, but I sure liked the tall gals high-waisted pants.

Idyllic.

"It's like someone is eating fried foods right next to my ear."

Your landing your biggest catch ever. Reel her in smoothly, but confidently.

Tres jolle filles.

Definitely should have touched cold, yet tasty, tongues. There are rules to these things!

Thank you for the dere, Lady Claire.

Right into the favorites.

Spork.

I also have a few questions, but I'll wait in deference to two gals in a hammock...in swimsuits.

Bath time shenanigans inbound. Make sure your seat is in the upright position.

What a lovely art style, almost like watercolors.

Her tan is going to picture-box her plums. Sweet.

Seems like we've almost moved into a romance tag. Feels like the tall gal is courting her rather smoothly.

I deeply miss taking film to be developed after a good trip. The anticipation was delicious. I'm easily old enough to remember it when you didn't even have same day service.

I could use a taco and burrito supreme from Necos Bell about now.