Maddy reminds me of a famous instance in history.
As I advanced slowly toward him I noticed he was pale, looked wearied, had a gray beard, wore a bluish cap with a faded gold band round it, had on a red-sleeved waistcoat and a pair of gray tweed trousers. I would have run to him, only I was a coward in the presence of such a mob, – would have embraced him, only, he being an Englishman, I did not know how he would receive me; so I did what cowardice and false pride suggested was the best thing, – walked deliberately to him, took off my hat, and said, ‘Dr. Livingstone, I presume?’
This passage, describing Henry Stanley finding Dr. David Livingstone in the midst of the THICKEST BUSH in the remotest places of the DARK CONTINENT, reminds me of one thing, and one thing only: Maddy’s hairy pussy.








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