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| Rapture for A Raven: Cave III |
Thursday, May 31, 2012
New Sandra London Photo
Sunday, May 27, 2012
New Sandra London Nude Photo
To see Sandra London uncensored, go to her blog: http://www.toliveandgrindinla.blogspot.com. Also, you can follow Sandra on Twitter @ImSandraLondon
Update: another sexy version of this photo after the fold.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Update: Three New Sandra London Pics
 Rapture for a Raven: Ruins  | ||
| Rapture for a Raven: Cave |
| Rapture for a Rave: Cave II |
To see Sandra London uncensored, go to her blog: http://www.toliveandgrindinla.blogspot.com. Also, you can follow Sandra on Twitter @ImSandraLondon
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Sandra London Topless
Sandra London is topless in this whimsical animated music video. To see Sandra London completely uncensored, go to her blog: ToliveandgrindinLA.blogspot.com or follow her on Twitter @ImSandraLondon.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Erotica: Almost Twins
Claudette could have been my twin. We had the same raven black hair and brown doe eyes. The same full lips perfect for a coquettish pout. And we had a tight butt -- so nice, God made it twice. Our pussies looked exactly alike, but mine got wet quicker. Especially when she touched it.
Claudette was a little taller than me. My cheeks a bit fuller. But we were able to mask our differences by using the same lipstick and makeup. Identical bangs. We even had the same wardrobe. Everyone called us “the twins” and we delighted in convincing strangers we actually were twin sisters. Everyone believed. Even me.
As kids, we were inseparable. Her family moved next door when I was four. We became immediate best friends. Like me, she was an only child, so the idea of adopting each other as sisters seemed inevitable. Over the years, we had spent so much time together we could finish each other’s sentences and shared so many private jokes it sounded like we were speaking in our own special code.
The first time we fucked started as a goof. We were freshmen in college and Marshall, my first real boyfriend, had become obsessed with sleeping with both of us at the same time. It wasn’t that radical an idea. Marshall had a great body, and Claudette and I had often joked about doing a threesome. So on Marshall’s 19th birthday, we all finished a bottle of tequila and got on his bed.
Claudette was a little taller than me. My cheeks a bit fuller. But we were able to mask our differences by using the same lipstick and makeup. Identical bangs. We even had the same wardrobe. Everyone called us “the twins” and we delighted in convincing strangers we actually were twin sisters. Everyone believed. Even me.
As kids, we were inseparable. Her family moved next door when I was four. We became immediate best friends. Like me, she was an only child, so the idea of adopting each other as sisters seemed inevitable. Over the years, we had spent so much time together we could finish each other’s sentences and shared so many private jokes it sounded like we were speaking in our own special code.
The first time we fucked started as a goof. We were freshmen in college and Marshall, my first real boyfriend, had become obsessed with sleeping with both of us at the same time. It wasn’t that radical an idea. Marshall had a great body, and Claudette and I had often joked about doing a threesome. So on Marshall’s 19th birthday, we all finished a bottle of tequila and got on his bed.
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