Assisted Procrastination

I got a good chuckle out this one. It might be because my mother never taught me how to tolerate a piece of string up my backside (or spiders, as my mother is known to call them). That’s probably more than anyone needed know, but it should give you a bit of my perspective when watching Sister Myotis.

Sister Myotis on Thongs

And I now feel the need to clarify that, while butt floss isn’t my personal fav, I’d chose it over “Sanctified Godly Panties” ANY DAY!

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