Liz Erd was putting on her black petite seamless medium padded, and lined cup push up stretch lace bra with lace trim, back wings and ½ inch adjustable straps. “Hello” said Liz Erd
“Hello Liz Erd, this is Lemon Jizzwhistle” said the voice on the phone. Sex “Oh Lemon!” gushed Liz Erd, “I’m so glad you called.”
“How are you, Lizzie?”asked Lemon Jizzwhistle
“Oh I’m much better now. You want come?”
“Maybe after church. She had just put on her imported one size fits most sexy simple and comfortable ruffle turquoise nylon/spandex thong with cotton lined crotch for the first time since she had gotten rid of a vaginal infection which had afflicted her with severe itching, irritation, redness, and a cottage cheesy vaginal discharge. Tonight is the “The Feast of the Assumption”. I found the dead horse and smelled it. One day, it actually had the appearance, consistency, and according to my lover Meg, the taste of apple sauce! I mean who would think that pealing away the outer skin of a clove of garlic without cutting or nicking the garlic clove then inserting it into the vagina for half a day…”
Suddenly the phone rang.
