Lilian Lust:
[while removing her dress and tossing it aside]
I find clothes so constricting. We must allow our pores to breathe. Can you hear my pores breath? Listen.
[grabs Stanley's head and pushes it against her breasts]
Lilian Lust:
Would you like a nibble? Why, you must be ravenous! Would you like orange juice? Or, a succulent, sun-ripe, whole - pineapple? But you have to be careful of the prickles.
Stanley Moon:
Oh, I will.
Lilian Lust:
Do you like it in bed?
Stanley Moon:
Uh, uh, yes.
Lilian Lust:
Good. So do I!
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 08:49
Consiglia
Voto
Nessun dato in archivio
Commenti
Nessun dato in archivio
