The Lady of Sensual Humor (Three clays: gray clay, Alabama red clay, and Tennessee stoneware) -LaDonna Smith
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The Lady of Sensual Humor She smiles, she laughs, she prefers the open airy winds of her own breathing although her tittilating titties are reversable. From fire to water, Just turn them over for more pleasure and she will seduce you closer than your mother.
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