smell my finger.
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
Breakfast=the leftover margarita in my car. Have a great day.
I just don't know what he sees in my vagina...and that scares me.
I command you to take a shot and dance like the pretty little gay boy you are.
As i was laying there shouting that he dislocated my hip he actually reached his armed around and patted himself on the back
I just think his face would be more attractiveif it was framed by my thighs
You can't just leave with hair like that
She's on her period. You don't know what fear is.
Trust no bitch in laser tag. Not a single one.
sigh, if only his dick was as big as his mouth
You know I've done a lot of messed up stuff. But I never thought I would have to put a bandaid on my dick. Yet here we are.
He's not very smart so he didn't know I was yelling at him with monologues from Scandal.
We got stoned and took selfies with the most perfect lawn
He's a douche. But I like the way he chokes me.
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