Spotted:My two Belles.

Dear subconscious,

I would have shitted in my Ben Sherman khakis if I would see the cultivating camaraderie of my Sol-angel and my fundamental Fenty in one room,kanoodling and kee-kee'n with the best of them.I would die...Just die.PAUSE. After the paramedics revive me I was graced with this one photo of this mystical union.Love-I did that!

Wednesday Hard Eye Candy (I like it,like it!)

Then hit me dammit!

 Heyyyy feet & lips!

Heaven can wait...

 What ya'll lookin' at!?

Skater date much?

Thighs & yams.Beautiful dysfunction.

White Boy Exterior/Black Boy Interior

Perpetrating isn't allowed in these corridors.But this fellow can look me dead in the eyes and confirm his authenticity .Are you buying it?

Come through..we watching....

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