Behold thy end, of Madamrita

MadamRita was Vaughnlive's perverted Santa Clause.  Begone are her bag of goodies, waiting to be shoved up some lucky anus or twat.   MadamRita's pasty pale, creepy disposition, and Pinocious nostril's was banned by MiscScruffy, a woman needing a tease, a poke, a very good shagging. 

MiscScruffy's Christian beliefs leaves her a bowl dryer than the Mojave Desert. The leakage caused underneath by Rita's taboo language may of lead into a path of adios, see you later alligator, bye bitch you are so Out of Here.  Seriously, 90% of the site should be banned.  Complaining about how dysfunctional, egomaniac, and unrealistic the Yawn's are is common, like playing Pattycake in a nursery.

Thoughts of waving a wand on her twat must of puzzled our beloved community managed hand of God.   MiscScruffy shouldn't be blamed for being a uptight cunt.  Madam imported cancer into her brain in the form of imperfect thoughts, and she must be cleansed, as we all.  MiscScruffy's fictional God, may not be ours, but he surely knows how to code..errm...a site. 
 

MadamRita will be missed, her fashion sense was fitting for Covergirl and Vogue.  She might creep me...oops some out however the eerie feelings we receive was compensated for a good old fappingtime. 

MadamRita's toys are destined for displayed at Fao Schwarz or in the sky as a float in the Macy's Day Parade.

Simon Dingles