posted by radmin on Apr 3

Pumped up for Joy

Built for Pleasure

Welcome back, Camille! Last time you were here, you had a cake with you.

“[Laughs.] Oh, man. Yep, I did. I was telling you chaps that I wanted u to beat my cakes up. I remember. It was the January ’11 issue. Now I’m back to say, ‘Eat my cake!'”

And by your cake u mean eat…

“I mean that a lad should pull down my knickers and pull my arse open and bury his tongue in my gazoo. That is what I mean by eat my cake. Salad tossing. I love fellows who are into that. The kind of males that desire me to park my obese booty on their faces and ride them until I cum. Chaps who wanna be smothered by my arse, these are the boys who truly eat cunt well.”

Is that why you are all oiled up? To sit on a face?

“Well, I’m oiled up so that I can acquire my hips and butt massaged by a couple of beefy hands. I absolutely love hands all over my body. When a rub-down can lead to sex, it’s my favourite. That is the best of the one and the other worlds.”

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