Denise swirled her tongue completely around his cockhead, sending electrifying waves through his body. As he thrust his hips upward, she allowed more ...f him to slide into her mouth. Denise found a head-bobbing rhythm that complimented David's thrusts. "Stroke me with your hand while you suck," he pleaded. As she began stroking, she twisted her grip around him, adding yet another sensation he couldn't believe. After some time, she let go of his cock and slid her breasts up against it. Squeezing. I thought it was disgusting though, especially when I looked up Cooze on the Urban Dictionary. According to them, a Cooze is a girl so superficial, shallow, provincial, and generally ignorant, that all she’s good for is screwing. Cooze would be a good word to describe Paris Hilton, if she didn’t have all that money.I was tempted to stuff the laptop into the microwave and nuke it, but I started looking through the site. “Oh my God, this can’t be happening!” My husband, using his Coozehuntingman. For those two days, it felt like a normal relationship, one in which we were both in love. We were at each other’s sides the whole time, held hands when we went out, snuggled up together when we were at home and she looked at me with a softness in her eyes that I’d never seen before. When I look back on my relationship with Melissa, these two days are often the first thing that comes to my mind. I didn’t know it then, but it was the calm before the storm.Wednesday rolled around and Melissa and. " You do, don't you?"I leaned into Melinda and whispered, "Can I ask you something in private?" Sure."We entered her bedroom. Small and cluttered and neat, the walls held posters of punk bands: Babes in Toyland; Hole; the Gits. The only male led bands were Fugazi and my band. One wall contained a collage of faces: musicians; actors; politicians; writers and etc. The tightly made queen size bed had a black comforter. The wood frame looked homemade and sturdy."How come you never showed them the.