Reflections of Bump
Kali was eight months knocked-up when this pictorial was made, a fact that should be of great interest to you preggo fans. She’s also got the fuzzy triangle. The cunt wig. The pussy whiskers. That’s a plus to you bush supporters. And for added novelty appeal, two Kalis appear, courtesy of a large mirror she gazes into! Not bad for a former waitress at Beef O’Grady’s restaurant. She traded in her apron for man beef and hot cum to impregnate her with. “I’m a lady in the streets, a freak in the sheets. I get attention all the time when I’m in public,” declares Kali. “It’s weird seeing yourself on camera, but in another sense it’s really cool because I’m like, ‘That’s me!’ I had a guy in the airport recognize me, and he came up to me and asked me a bunch of questions. He bought me a drink and hung out with me while I was waiting for my flight. It was cool to be recognized like that. And I gave my first autograph when I was in L.A. A guy recognized me.” And what’s Kali‘s favorite way to get off, expecially when she was flooded with preggo hormones? “Definitely being eaten out. I love having my pussy eaten.”
