How to Wipe Yourself Clean

With that Belinda threw a tablecloth over her naked body. Wiggled those bum cheeks and sashayed back to the wedding reception party. Gasp the knackered tycoon. They both looked at the cake dripping in 250 million flicks of blue season. Oh god, they've Jackson Pollocked it. Well that's how much you come isn't it? You come like millions every time. What's a flicker measure? What's that unit? It's like per little spur. Is that per spur maybe? I think it's quite snazzy. Dilly lilly! Good bye because that's the end of the chat.