Big Titty Angel sits and contemplates the cosmos in the fabled voluminous stretchy black knickers of comfort and ease; a pair of knickers so pleasant and comfortable that you don't know that you have them on and can sit in perfect harmony with the universe in that endless now moment, without wriggling or having elastic disappear up the crack of your arse.
2 comments:
Blimey - do tell - where do you buy such knickers????
alas the knickers are the stuff of fable only, the holy grail of the knicker world, lusted after by meopausal women through the centuries.
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