I have a love/hate relationship when men come within a 10 minute time frame.
the hot woman interviewing me is reading jokes off the back of laffy taffy.... I'm getting laid and possibly a job
well most of my day revolves around power hour
in the middle of it he kept shouting: im going to be masturbating to this for the rest of my life
now were playing what girl doesnt belong in the picture of girls in bikinis.
i was so fucked up i thought i was at home depot
apologized to him about 10 times for being drunk. told him about 15 times that he was "really pretty"
Worst case scenario: I have VD and will die. That's the worst that could happen. As long as I'm around long enough to see the winner of bachelor pad, I'm cool
he's hot he just has too much baggage, and has really fucking skinny ankles which freaks me out
you aren't having sex with his ankles, As long as knee caps and above are good, i'd go for it
Every time I stand up, gravity punches me in the tits. This is horrible.
She sucks enough dick that I could make her mouth a legitimate Yelp location.
My diet has been 80% Fun Dip this week, soooo, no. Not good.
He told me that he wants to fuck me only wearing a princess tiara...How could I possibly say no to that?
Is it awkward to pay for your boob job with scholarship money? Either way, it's happening.
They were shocked that I could handle my liquor so well. I'm half Irish and half Russian. This is what I'm made for
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