I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
It just feels so wrong throwing away the condoms into her Hello Kitty trashcan
I just got a flashback from Saturday night of you helping me wash my feet in the bar's bathroom.
His body is just chiseled out of sex. I would let that man do anything to my body. Including fuck me while my parents watch
she's sniffed three people's necks on the bus to see who the good smell was coming from...
she's gonna get diseases
Do what your heart wants. . .
My heart wants to rip his balls off and tie therm to his head using his penis
I just found a hunk of ham in my back jeans pocket from god knows when. We gotta stop going so ham.
I guess the study abroad went badly, I gave him a joint and he just smoked it and cried all the way from the airport
Long story short he broke into a preschool and threw all their cones into a tree.
Just sucked some sandy dick on a boardwalk & now I'm at a family reunion hbu
I might have pissed in the corner of someone's shed. They have nice lawn mower.
The perfect man would keep a whisky sour in my hand and give me endless sex. I really don't think that's too much to ask for.
He didn't even get to the first chorus of Hotel California before he started convulsing on top of me.
So I missed the eclipse because I was masturbating.
Did you mean to say flashlight? Or did your grandpa really give you a fleshlight for your bday?
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