Mere showing us one of her karate kicks. She stood up – Beth and I were sitting down – and she began her kicks. We watched, in silence.
But then Beth said, showing where her attention really was: “I love those jeans!”
Mere kept kicking, and said, “Thanks! They’re my nice-ass jeans!”
Kick – kick – kick – kick …
Nice fitting jeans are just one more weapon in the karate master’s ARSEnal.
i love that she kept kicking.
every girl needs a pair of nice-ass jeans.
The mental picture is just so adorable. I love her for that.
HAHAHAHAHAHA! but seriously..these jeans transform my ass into booty. LOVE THEM. KIAI!!!
They ARE some mighty fine ass jeans!! And frankly, it scared me how you didn’t stop kicking because it crossed my mind how easily it all comes to you and how you could snap me like a twig if you wanted to.