Now that she’s finally ditched her abusive fiance for the second time, Sofia Vergara is free to find a real man who won’t shill salad toppings at the White House because he’s too busy looking at his rippling abs glistening in the morning sun, just waiting to be touched in a sea of strong, yet supple ruggedness that will transport you to a land of pleasure spoken only of by kings. To even think about it, causes sweat to bead upon the brow as reason gives way to passion and time is but a stallion to be broken and tamed in a fiery tempest leaving only one word upon your lips, “Mangianello. Mangianello…”
I mean, Fuck her right in the pussy! Yup, that’s what I wrote, and not a single word about a rippling sea of abs. You saw what you wanted to see back there. That’s all I’m going to say.