Oh, Claudia Roman, as you teased so not really even trying. It may be all in my head, but I can not help feeling, Claudia galloping on the beaches of Miami in her bright bikini to bring a little bit of a disaster with the gentleman oglers. Even if this kind of disaster, we usually have to pay for them at the club some guy named "Big Jim" or "Johnny".
You know very well I'm still waiting for the killer of Claudia ink on the marriage proposal of New York, as well as the Court to rule on the legality of a person to marry keester hot women. Some call it an unpleasant heresy, I call it a truer expression of overwhelming lust to be completely legitimate. It's actually beautiful. Enjoy.
