“…..and from the bosom of that lake ‘rose a lady, pale and fair. To my arm she entrusted the sword, and to mine eyes- a stare.” spoke Arthur “Did she have nice tits?” I queried “Totally.” said he
“…..and from the bosom of that lake ‘rose a lady, pale and fair. To my arm she entrusted the sword, and to mine eyes- a stare.” spoke Arthur “Did she have nice tits?” I queried “Totally.” said he
