08 September 2012

Om, Nom, Nom, Nom, Nom

I wore a pair of jeans while cooking our Mexican fiesta yesterday. I wore them again today (gasp!), when I went out to watch the Bourne Legacy.  

During our daily pre-bed cuddle-fest, Willy clearly found something interesting on the pants, because he spent a good eight minutes licking up and down the length of my leg. I will spare you the video we shot but will attach a few pictures below (note the action shot with the tongue):


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