The two star-crossed lovers reunited with a passion that day, my friends. Oh, how long has it been since one felt the other's embrace? This was truly a moment for the ages. And then the Frappucino spoke in his thick French accent suddenly making the straps of fair Britney's brassiere burn like a raging inferno: "Show them your vagina, my Britney." "But, Frappucino, I'm a good girl now." "Do not ever stop doing that which you love." "No, I mustn't." "Britney, you cannot resist me." "How you can be so sure?" "I am full of the caramel sauce." "Well, I guess I could press it up against the window." Photos: INFdaily.com
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