I can hear the grilled cheese talking to me. "Let me in there!" they wanna get inside me
so that wasnt chicken after all
nah, shes just mad because we went through all her fb pics and tagged her crotch as all the guys shes fucked
my new ipod has external speakers and a video camera...all i can think about is how much more convenient it would be for me to make a pretty decent sex tape
and on the fourth day, god made foam parties.
She is wasted and this random lady got her to suckle milk from her tit
Once you mention butt plugs, conversations always take a turn for the worst.
If you asked me 10 years ago where I thought I'd be today, I can pretty much guarantee I wouldn't have replied with "buying hemorrhoid cream on Bourbon St at 7am"
dude throwing a golf cart off a pier is harder than it seems!
Probably not well advised, but you're welcome to stop by if your not ready to end your night. You know, for Thanksgiving's sake.
If I had a dollar for every straight boy that questioned their sexuality because of me, I would live a comfortable middle-class life.
I feel like I should remember what we did after leaving the party because apparently a llama was involved, but all I can manage is the part where I asked you to cuff my ankle to the bed so I wouldn't backflip away.
Congrats. You made me have an orgasm in Starbucks.
he bought me ice cream then took me home and fucked the shit outta me. you can't write this kinda romance.
He thought it would be sexy if he found my clothes and dressed me, and it was..until he found a thong under his bed and assumed it was mine. It wasn't
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