Note to self:
I'd better be exceedingly careful with this chick! Daddy told me to never lose my head over a piece of ass, but, hey, she's hotter than black top on an August afternoon in central-Florida.
Dear Sister in Christ:
Thank you for returning my collar. I lost it while screwing in a new light bulb in the chanda...chanda...in the light fixture above where you put the dining room table.
Don't be embarrassed by the size of the breasts you served me, Sunday. They were so sweet, they melted in my mouth.
Lord, how hard it was to leave! I was overcome with your kindness and the Lord will surely bless you, too. Your son has that little wood pecker he feeds with suet. It will grow larger as time goes on.
Oh, before I forget, the photos of your wonderful pussy sitting on the window ledge will be used in April's activity calander.
Yes, I think you should repair your cracked St. Michael statue. It looks like you could also tighten it up while it's drying. Use rubber bands, if necessary.Again, thank you for a wonderful hot pie.