ByKarly Rayner, writer at
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Karly Rayner

Oh sweet juicy raisins of joy! What is the gorgeous Helena smuggling under her vest?


I think this stone cold fox might just be driving me insane because her diaphanous beauty makes we want to burst into song. I haven't exercised my vocal cords in a while but, here goes:

Hark! the herald angels sing

"Glory to this sexy thing"

Naughty nips will send you wild

Have you weeping like a child

Joyful, all ye hormones rise

Tender ass and juicy thighs

Helena Christensen proclaim:

Your tender loins I shall inflame

Thank you and, goodnight! Is anyone else's penchant for poetry tickled by heavenly Helena's hot little humps?

(Source: Drunken Stepfather)


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