Even though they're cowards the French have made some pretty nifty contributions to culture: toast, fries, dressing and - the greatest one of all - the French maid. Oh sweet Mary yes... for they are one of the most developed life forms on our planet; a perfect combination of form and function. Seriously. How many things in this life get your apartment clean and get your gut stick to stand on it's tippy toes.
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So I rummaged through the internet to find the five best pictures of French maids. And by "best" I mean boner-riffic. I wish I could dust with my dong.
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I like to call this one, "Helga waits for permission." Don't ask me why but it sounds good and dirty... get it?!? She's a maid... it's dirty.... uh... ok... moving on...
It would take me a solid week to climb up this woman's legs... and frolic in the lush valley called poodie-tang.
Awww... she forgot her duster. 'Dang you, you little scamp.'
Is it me or are those shoes reminiscent of a fairy tale... from a beautiful, lusty, premature ejaculatory childhood.
I'm kind of like the Crocodile Dundee of cleavage - it speaks to me. And this cleavage says, "Oui. Oui... you chicken choking bastard." 'Yes' and 'please' and 'thank you.'
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