Welshy Lips

You know, I didn’t marry the first time around until I was 41 (happily divorced at 43) and up until that time I had kissed many an exotic, black, brown, olive-skinned, full, half full and slippery pair of lips, but do you know that the tastiest pair I ever kissed, belonged to  a Welshy girl. All around the world, all around the ins and outs of love and where did I end up? In the fragrant arms of a girl from Swansea, see what I mean, the Welsh girls have it!

JR

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