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More or less the same thing as the real thing.

So I finally have a camera! for a little while anyway... have fun with these... they're pretty much the same as all the other ones, but I just wanted to let you guys know I didn't get fat yet.

And as for you... well, maybe these will convince you to come over more often.

Or well... actually they do the opposite...


  1. I think about you every year, about this time.
    You know who you are, you are my sexy Christmas baby mine.

  2. I haven't seen you in so long...
    dayamn, you grow ever more beautiful.

  3. That song certainly sets the mood. I'll make sure to get a santa hat and get erotically festive.

  4. Girl, I am a HUGE fan of the white panty. So simple. So sexy. It's the ultimate secret weapon of seduction. Stay beautiful, beautiful. xoxo

  5. Armida, you need to stop reading my soul like a diary.

  6. That came off mean on internet text but I meant it as a compliment.

  7. armida &camille - the two sexiest minds i've had the pleasure of knowing. Cunning minx's you are.


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