I need to make something very clear!
Having a precious little cutie in my arms DOES NOT (it's even underlined for emphasis) make me want to throw Andy on the floor and make him a MAN! (you know, again)(for the sole purpose of sprouting mini people)
The opposite! Andy and I went home and had the "You don't yearn, do you?" talk. We agreed that the only yearning we have is for chocolate cake at midnight with a Tums chaser. MMMMMMM
NO BABY for this chick [pointing at myself] and that dude [pointing at Andy sleeping on the couch]!
On to the cock!
I'd like y'all to meet my friend Jean Knee. She lives in a far off land known as TEXAS.
Below is a picture of her in her 20s alongside her young trusty cock. I'd like you to wish her a Happy Birthday!
As you can see, this was before the cock had matured and was still pale and flaccid.
He looks nothing like the powerful virile cock we know now! He learned many things along his journey of self dicovery thanks to his Cowgal Master, Jean Knee.
Happy Birthday Jean Knee!!!
On a more smelly note, I was a part of Elastic's Sooxy Exchange along with some other sooxy women. I got mine from Nancy Face. Now, I have to admit that prior to them gracing a stinky foot, they smelled nice. BUT!! After a long hard day of going here there and everywhere... well, let's just say they don't smell like roses.
This was way cool and I'm game for another swap!
AS LONG AS IT'S NOT PARTNER SWAPPING! I guard my Andy with a Whip and a Pistol! ;o)
If you have it in your dear hearts to click on Humor-Blogs, I'd really appreciate it!
Even those of you who arrived here via the *cock cowgal* search. Thanks!P.P.S.
Am I the only person with a vajajay that doesn't give a rats ass about the movie Sex and the City?? Sarah J Parker makes me want to kill my TV. (We all know TVs are people) I also don't get the magnetic pull to Grey's Anatomy.