Last night was an abortion. I might need a publicist.
even through the webcam i could tell he was aiming for my face/hair
it feels like my vag is blowing bubbles
I'm sorry for coming into your work place and trying to smuggle you out in my purse.
Because the last time i saw or spoke to him he came all over me in a hammock.
There is too much vodka and too much dick.
Never again. Her vagina looked like a sad old man.
Liver, I have supported you for 18 fucking years. Pull your weight for ONE NIGHT and detoxify this alcohol.
Dying on my bathroom floor at 7 am, I would rather be eaten by a shark right now
right now I need to figure out a smart way to get an accurate picture of his dick so I know what in dealing with, right now in flying blind.
you were caressing the jar of pickles then you looked down and whispered to them "I want you inside me"
I need a good cry or an orgasm and neither of them are gonna happen to me and i'm so frustrated
He came in two seconds and stole my pizza so I'm not counting it.
I can't sleep. My mind keeps asking "turn down for what?" but it won't accept any of my answers.
They have one of those claw machines here... with a dildo in it...
Randomize
