he kept kneeing me like he was playing footsies... only then i realized it was his dick.
this is a mass text: i just made a grilled cheese with an iron and pasta with the coffeemaker in the hotel room. bow before your new god.
To make up for the snow days we missed he's making us write a paper on alcoholism. It's like he knows.
Wouldn't pinatas filled with coke be awesome idea for cinco de mayo?
Can you explain my first weekend back, because there a lot of blacked out gaps and 32 friend requests i would like to know about
I got to find out the airplane alcohol limit, and somehow I made it through the flight.
This morning my mouth tasted like fruit trees, battery acid, and magnums. Transferring schools was the best decision Ive ever made.
I do have a life. It just consists of making scarves and chesse straws now
I'm in that weird half-dead, half fucked-simultaneously-in-every-orifice-by-a-bus-and-it-wasn't-a-good-time state.
Are we going to go home and do it or do I have time to eat my nachos bell grande first?
Whatever. I'll take my new fine ass dick sucking nails elsewhere.
Every time we have sex, I feel his dick ramming my soul into submission. Problem is..... I LIKE THAT SHIT!
Mom said it is up to us to plan Thanksgiving. Hooters or Scores?
Or???
No no. Thank you. Killed multiple birds with one penis.
I swear he is my soulmate. He kept feeding me goldfish while we were fucking. Who wouldn't enjoy that while having sex.
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