The first time I wore Big Black love was at a high school party. My Black boyfriend took me into the bathroom and had me sit on the toilet. He was a Big shooter and wouldn't let me clean it off. He had me wear his love on my face at the party so everyone could see he owned me. I loved the attention, I have worn Big black love on my face, boobs and in my hair into bars, clubs, shopping malls, at parks and nude beaches....I loved the looks I got...
At least he didn’t impregnate her and create another unloved half bred moon cricket/honky hybrid tard baby reliant upon the state to subsidize their existence.
to EricasDreams :Gave her just what she wanted and needed, a double shot from both barrels from his shotgun. The girl has game in her! Bet that he was asked back, back many times.