Feline-eous signified the pathway down Pearly Lane with a peculiar charm
Check out this showstopper British named Dors Feline! Strutting down the stairs, she’s decked out in a skin-tight crimson top, barely containing her ample bosoms and cut low enough to tease your nastiest cravings. She also sports a mini-skirt that could pass off as a belt. She’s the type of chick we’ve been scouring the Earth for these past three decades, the highly definition of forbidden fruit.
Oh, and stud, does she put on a showcase! Elated, Dors waves and bounces in a way that would make any titty dude with tiger blood’s heart skip a strike. She spins around, giving her backside a chatty slap before shimmying it like there’s no tomorrow. Swiftly, she hikes up her mini-skirt to demonstrate her bare caboose cheeks, with her petite red thong acting as a soft boundary between her neighboring ass-cheek mountains. But wait, the finest is yet to come! She then does the unthinkable, she pulls out her ‘girls’ in all their glory.
Dors isn’t a doll of few words either. She knows exactly what she wants and isn’t afraid to tell you outright. She begins speaking those sinful wishes, painting vivid photos of her juggling butt sitting on your face and the thought of her heavy chest pillows wrapping around you. Craving more of this sugary vamp? See More of Dors Feline at SCORELAND.COM!