Belinda, Clint's Knob Nob

In gently, like walking an old lady across a busy road, belinda took his manhood in her hand. To belinda, clint's knob was a magical aladdin's lamp of passion. The more she rubbed it, the more her wishes came true. But now there was not much of it to see. Every capillory was drawn over with drawings. A belinda was particularly struck by his talented colouring.