The above keywords should be enough to have you reaching for the Kleenex! Yes folks, we are back in the UK this week, with the lovely Stella, on a well earned holiday, errm well from the other holiday in Europe. OK, already, sometimes you need a holiday to get over the last holiday! A bit like the Royal family! The gorgeous Stella arrived in a raincoat, a tiny pleated mini-skirt, fishnet tights and frilly panties. "What could possibly happen?" I hear you ask. Well, I will tell you what happened, I was the very picture of decorum and managed to hold my camcorder steady for at least 2 or 3 minutes until I was consumed in a maelstrom of lust (My auto spell just corrected me to a "Mailroom of lust") You see I had just had a glimpse of those frilly panties lying in wait, nay, begging to be torn to shreds or at least roughly yanked to one side! But Stella had already read my mind, which was quite easy since my eyes were bulging and I was foaming at the mouth with rabid licentiousness and she simply dropped to her knees and stuffed my dick deep down her throat. Oh yes, I nearly forgot to say, she passed the casting!
