Courtesy of the photojournalistic prowess of the King Of Wit himself, Monsiuer Kyknoord (is it getting hot in here or is it just me?), this little gem of a scene apparently belongs to some rather strange vibrating neighbours of his. Fair enough. My influences are far-reaching. HRH then went on to point out "Sadly, no polka-dot g-string, but still…". As if Buttro wouldn't melt in his mouth.
We all know where that red polka-dot g-string went to Monsieur. Oh yes we do. Mind you keep that belt of yours firmly buckled... ;)
That's so hot...
ReplyDeleteI admit nothing. Nothing, I tell you!
ReplyDeleteHah! Dripping in guilt I tell you!
ReplyDeleteEr.
ReplyDeleteNothing as sexy as a bit of of S&M [or is that M[arks]&S[pencer]?}
Either way, mantra 2# applies.
Nice one Kyk :)
Ah Kyk...so THAT's where you disappeared to in such a hurry this weekend!
ReplyDeletephuzzy: clear something up for me. voluminous tea-stained underwear is hot or the thought of Kyk skipping around in a g-string?
ReplyDeleteFrankly, i'm a little concerned either way.
parenthesis: this is not just underwear... this is M&S underwear
ok, i suppose you really need to have seen the ads for that to work.
betenoir: do tell...
MMMMM....
ReplyDeleteSTAAAIIINS...
*fwap* *fwap* *fwap*
you filthy little skank.
ReplyDeleteFirst time visitor and look what I find....a line full of panties and talk of polka-dot g-strings. My goodness. Sounds like a great blog to read on a regular basis! LOL
ReplyDeleteem: I do g-strings, tourette's, and the odd hamster origami... you should definitely stick around...
ReplyDeletePlus there's free scones on Tuesdays.
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