What would you do for a Jelena Jensen?

I’d give up my perineum and the first fifteen Christmases of my unborn children in exchange for a roll in the hay with Jelena. I’m literally talking hay too. Like both of us being out together on a nature hike or something and then a sudden a rainstorm hits and we’re both seeking out refuge in an isolated yet completely aphrodisiac barn to “get out of our wet clothes.”








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