Peeping on Mr. Delaney: My Neighbor, His Dog, His Sluts (Part 1) February 27, 2022 Peeping on Mr. Delaney: My Neighbor, His Dog, His Sluts (Part 1) I can’t even tell what I’m looking at. Spread the love Tags: pixelation, punctuation matters, readability ◀ Elvis and the Blue Suede Bones: A Southern Cousins Mystery New Covers For Old 2022: Day XXVIII ▶ 5 Comments Oldest Newest Most Voted Inline Feedbacks View all comments Naaman Brown 2 years ago From lower right up: upper right thigh; panties; abdomen with belly button; two arms upraised in front of a bra unhooked and falling off Hitch 2 years ago “I can’t even tell what I’m looking at.” Well, aren’t you the lucky one! charles cassady 2 years ago If that is a reference to famous NC17 art film “The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, Her Lover,” okay, compensatory title points. Hitch 2 years ago Reply to charles cassady Dream on, pal. You’re overcompensating for awful. Myk 2 years ago “I can’t even tell what I’m looking at.” Might be for the best, actually.
From lower right up: upper right thigh; panties; abdomen with belly button; two arms upraised in front of a bra unhooked and falling off
Well, aren’t you the lucky one!
If that is a reference to famous NC17 art film “The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, Her Lover,” okay, compensatory title points.
Dream on, pal. You’re overcompensating for awful.
“I can’t even tell what I’m looking at.”
Might be for the best, actually.