The Girl Next To Me With My Fake ID At The Bar At The Party In NYC
I never liked these guys, hanging out at parties, armed with reflex cameras. I never even liked Cobra Snake either. To me it’s like a sub-brand of Merlin Bronques. Once you tasted some Merlin, don’t bother looking for better elsewhere. It’s a little like Medhi’s pot, Sasha Grey’s deep throat. Merlin is not the halfway […]