So did HoHan catch SamRo’s air kiss or did she just let it linger? Because if you don’t catch air kisses, they will find someone to land on. Some random bitch is probably wondering why they smell like patchouli, tuna tartare and cedar chips. That’s what HoHan’s coochie smells like. Wait, maybe SamRo is smelling her fingers. Eau de FireLezz.
And just because HoHan is licking labia now, doesn’t mean she can’t shave her stems. Although, I like the way her leg hairs glimmer like a little lesbian peach in the sunlight.
Speaking of lesbian peaches, which one of you smart ass bitches sent HoHan a FRUIT basket to her set? I told you! You’re supposed to send Gay Al Reynolds the FRUIT basket. HoHan gets the basket of tools and flannel!