I’d have to spank her for getting that ugly tattoo.
A nice round house Texas ass whooping?
Kinda makes my sticker peck out.
Good on SFS
I like my coffee like I like my women…
Roasted to perfection
Freshly brewed
Dark and bitter
She’s a Natural, no silicone!
Sure.
Tats.
Belly button ring.
Yeah, all that plus you know high maintenance.
She probably can suck a golf ball through a garden hose, but can she make poached eggs?
I’d get tired of hearing, “what we need to do…”.
But, yes, fuggin hot.
Ragnar
I like my coffee like I like my women ..
.without someone else’s dick in it
Are you back to rivalling Irish, Phil? Just asking.
You are so ungrateful ,Aussie.
It was only a few weeks ago that,CederQ took up the Friday slack for the Irish man and all our eyes burned in white hot flames. Took me a week to get the foul taste out of my mouth, and it may be years for some of those images to stop haunting me.
But I will have her
Natalya Krasavina aka NataLee, smoke show
MORNING!
WOOD
I disagree…there’s plenty of sugar there and I have plenty of cream to compliment her.
Hey! Are you horning in my coffee franchise? Ya horny old goat!
Unbelieveably she has a HUGE tattoo on her right thigh.
That, however, wouldn’t prevent me from riding her like a rented mule.
I would add cream.
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I’d have to spank her for getting that ugly tattoo.
A nice round house Texas ass whooping?
Kinda makes my sticker peck out.
Good on SFS
I like my coffee like I like my women…
Roasted to perfection
Freshly brewed
Dark and bitter
She’s a Natural, no silicone!
Sure.
Tats.
Belly button ring.
Yeah, all that plus you know high maintenance.
She probably can suck a golf ball through a garden hose, but can she make poached eggs?
I’d get tired of hearing, “what we need to do…”.
But, yes, fuggin hot.
Ragnar
I like my coffee like I like my women ..
.without someone else’s dick in it
Are you back to rivalling Irish, Phil? Just asking.
You are so ungrateful ,Aussie.
It was only a few weeks ago that,CederQ took up the Friday slack for the Irish man and all our eyes burned in white hot flames. Took me a week to get the foul taste out of my mouth, and it may be years for some of those images to stop haunting me.