Lucie Wilde in Ddfbusty The Outlaw Lucie Wilde June 16, 2014 Barn, Titty Shaking
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Howdy pardners. . .we’re here to inform you about The Outlaw Lucie Wilde. . .run outta Titless Gulch, Arizona ’cause them all schoolmarms and nose-in-the-air “fine” women did not need a filly as piled Lucie around to divert their menfolk from chores and church and also posses and cow herding and these… Yep, them harpies made Lucie an outlaw. . .drove her into the desert without a the lacy boulder holder on her 32F wonder-whammies and the remainder of her purty duds. . .now Lucie is alone in her hiding place close to an abandoned mine. . .all tasty-like but with no gentlemen callers to pay her bazooms the attention they deserve. . .but Lucie won’t fret, she’ll look after herself until a brave stranger comes a-knockin’… Yessir, Lucie could be solo on the lam but she has her weapon in the war against her fate. . .she ain’t needingt be sexshully frustrated none. . .not when she’s got a flesh-colored doohickey she completed ordered by mail from some newfangled company down Chicago way… So stop by, brothers, and show The Outlaw Lucie Wilde that you attention, which you’re gonna saddle up and locate her. . .not to deliver back her into Titless Gulch (’cause who in tarnation would wanna go back THERE??) But to deliver her into a place I like to call “Satisfaction Junction”–if you get mah drift, gentlemen, and I am damn sure you do!! Read more |
