Hi. My name is Vanilla Jones and I've got an itch that I just can't scratch. So this young deliveryman walks into my kitchen and I get to indulge my... > Lire la suite
Hi. My name is Vanilla Jones and I've got an itch that I just can't scratch. So this young deliveryman walks into my kitchen and I get to indulge my Mrs. Robinson fantasies - one of the fringe benefits of an open marriage. You ought to try it sometime. Anyway, it's cherry-picking season and I'm about to go at it with both hands and a battery-powered love machine. Why don't you come on and watch? Believe you me; there is NOTHING vanilla about Vanilla Jones!