It's not real sex if he's just convulsing inside of you.
Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
Trying to find something to do here is like trying to find a vegan resturant in alabama.
I mean. If you don't have time I understand, but my dick doesn't.
my mom just wingman'd for me at a bar. i really don't know what else to say.
He knows as soon as he hits chameleon eye status drunk, he is guaranteed to piss the bed we NEED to push him there
This is the way my sobriety ends: Not with a bang, but with a whimper.
i know and i thought i was only capable of loving dick and drugs, im so happy
All she was asking was for you to describe your coat so she could get it, but you kept yelling at her so the security threw you out.
So I commented on one of his pictures "who do I have to give a full effort blow job to, to get the Ides of March movie poster behind you" he responded with a number that wasn't his. I still texted it. I love that movie.
I want what they have, but in the meantime I have a whole bottle of rum to which I'm quite devoted
you riverdanced for the cops while the rest ran away.
She wants me to spank her and yell "Kerry! Your father is disappointed with your choices!" Fuck up but crazy hot? Or just fuck up crazy?
Yeah that's a good idea.. I like to be responsible when I trip my nuts off
Why the fuck are you playing with legos?
Why the fuck are you questioning me?
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