Funny sms, sms congratulations, sms jokes [page 6]
What is it: in white lace, moaning and on the ground crawling? //////////////// The answer: the bride's bride
Yes, you have grown cold to me, I will not kick your body, Only a tender sweetness will warm Cold lips of yours!
The roof claps: "Thank you all a good plan"
The blanket fled, the sheet flew away, And the pillow, like a frog, fled from me for the candle - it's in the stove I'm for the book - that's to run It's more like that, I will not buy
I wanted to send you something beautiful, gentle, erotic, smart and fun, but I do not fit on the screen.
Caramel doubly tastier - if the smal was cooked in it
body in the body is a sweet thing
Thank you heart, that you know how to love the liver so much that I can still drink
You are greeted by the GSM serv + service. We put a vibro call on your phone and stick it in. .. and check! Bzzzzz ....
you know that: a body immersed in the body loses its flexibility and releases fluid!
60 years old-GAME OVER!
My heart hacked me for you. Come and see what's inside inside.
I think I'm weightless when I cling to your hands, my big boy and a weighty, almost one hundred and ten kilograms!
I want you. I want to lie with you in bed for a week. I want your body to burn, I want the body to sweat. You will be only mine. YOUR FLU
I want you again and again ... I will imagine that I am lighting you and we are pouring in together ... I'm kidding ... never ... I will never leave ............. ......................................... SMOKING !!!!!!
I always ask myself where angels live: in heaven, in air or on earth? But one thing I know for sure: one angel is now reading this text message and smiling tenderly ...
Your appearance is mysterious, and the view is vague. You are unique, genial, sexy! All this is true, but do not be conceited! Still, joke, love and smile.
I'm tired of being silent and hiding my feelings! I'll tell it to me
I love you
I love you
I love TECILO
High in the mountains lives girl Gorianka! In her in the mountains grows KONOPLI glade. Blows out the doorposts, the clay skates. Well, when all the HOPES are missing!
I want to touch you, touch you with my own hands, feel you on my body, but I can not find you my beloved PIZHAMA