Category: Smokey Farris

Bodies are piling up by Smokey Farris Bodies are piling up. Perhaps Dirk would have a mishap. James may like to hack me up with

Peace and dolls, models I’d fuck. by Smokey Farris Tea jew, Jack wanted me to inform you the sex seeve has arrived at our eastern

Weak Bonds by Smokey Farris The weak bonds that once broke buttons bounce suddenly off cold remedies and Bahrain memories from the burning palms to

Let’s get drunk and mess around. by Smokey Farris Let’s get drunk and mess around. with my eye patch and my wooden leg. “Hubba Hubba,”

The Galtard Feed by Smokey Farris The Galtard feed, holy upper ionosphere. Fragrant weeds and flowers line the seashore. Fish and seahorse alike try to

The eyes of the water are open by Smokey Farris The eyes of the water are open The ears, however can not hear the sounds

Another 2-d Christmas by Smokey Farris Fiesta frisbee legs running a gun. Raspberry look a little giggle and a little tongue pulling in the sweet

Lie Prone by Smokey Farris 1. Lie prone and relax your back. Wear an evening gown first. Wear a spider ring from the Halloween before