The above keywords should be sufficiently to have u reaching for the Kleenex! Yeah folks, we are back in the UK this week, with the enchanting Stella, on a well earned holiday, errm well from the other holiday in Europe. OKAY, already, sometimes u need a holiday to acquire over the final holiday! A bit like the Royal family! The beautiful Stella arrived in a raincoat, a small pleated mini-petticoat, fishnet tights and frilly pants. "What could possibly happen?" I hear u ask. Well, I will tell u what happened, I was the very picture of decorum and managed to hold my camcorder steady for at least two or three minutes until I was consumed in a maelstrom of craving (My auto spell just corrected me to a "Mailroom of craving") U watch I had just had a glimpse of these frilly pants lying in expect, nay, begging to be torn to shreds or at least roughly yanked to one side! But Stella had already read my mind, which was quite simple since my eyes were bulging and I was foaming at the throat with rabid licentiousness and that babe simply dropped to her knees and stuffed my wang unfathomable down her mouth. Oh yep, I almost forgot to say, that babe passed the casting!