Veronica has her camera on tripod and you see nothing but a lamppost, the trees blowing in the breeze and a gravel lane leading to who knows where. Then she slips into the frame briefly and you are stunned when you see her muscled back. Off the frame she slips, only to appear a few moments later by the lamppost. A quick tease and off she goes across her lawn. Then she is on the lane, swishing her way down. She stops, then come part way back, flexes, then goes away again and picks a tiger lilly. Now she comes back and closer still. A flex here and there, holding the orange flower strategically ...
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Veronica has her camera on tripod and you see nothing but a lamppost, the trees blowing in the breeze and a gravel lane leading to who knows where. Then she slips into the frame briefly and you are stunned when you see her muscled back. Off the frame she slips, only to appear a few moments later by the lamppost. A quick tease and off she goes across her lawn. Then she is on the lane, swishing her way down. She stops, then come part way back, flexes, then goes away again and picks a tiger lilly. Now she comes back and closer still. A flex here and there, holding the orange flower strategically ...