Pamela Isley...

Pamela Isley: ..".. the sown seeds of my dawn my breasts bare no a summer's dawn and I feel like they are themselves grown from an agriculture from someone who sows where he does not reap.. - wait.. heh.. lemme starrt agin.. lessee... it's that.. my breasts are bare to aun awning autumn glow and are nucleur bombs reaped by a goden glo golden nucleur winter.. wait.. I mean .. a nucleur bomb freezes my breasts ware bare into a true state of Armageddon.. their... their se se see their.. are my breasts bare with a seasons many blush.. heh..."..