Idol Talk
Idol Talk As always, the first thing I noticed was her tits. She stood eight inches tall, fitting nicely on Randy's bookcase, and was made of wood, but my eyes went directly to her knockers. They were big and round. Firm as anything, since they were wood. They stuck out from her chest like two missiles ready to blow me to hell. If she had been a real woman with tits that size, she would fall over. Instead, she stood there, watching me look at her tits, and laughed at me since...