You know im sick of people that are still obsessed w obama. that was sooooo last year
she keeps a pillow, blanket, and a pack of saltines under the bathroom sink, for "rough nights".
My mom asked me if I was being satisfied, sexually. And then discussed positioning.
All was going smooth until he pulled a condom out of his collection he kept in a Cheesy Gordita Crunch Box from Taco Bell.
I went to his work to give him some blankets and ended up blowing him in the bathroom. See what happens when you don't come over?
His bootycalls folder in his contacts are divided into regions, we should have all become airline pilots.
Post-shopping-cart-scooter-jousting victory fuck?
Dude, you left ME alone in your house. With your fully-stocked wine cellar. Why would you do that to yourself?
I'd recommend you leave that level of crazy to the experts. I'd start with an under appreciated soccer mom if I were you.
my human sexuality class is the only class where the porn i watch the night before is relevant to the discussion the next day
I didn't want sex last night, but she charmed my dick out of my pants like a snake charmer.
I've finally given up enough on finals week to wear the same shirt three days in a row, because I didn't take my hoodie off for the first two.
Unless it involves a lot of whiskey, an ACDC concert, and a guy named Juan from the Philippines, then I'm not interested.
i bet he makes cat noises to excite himself.
I just saw a guy walking down the street without a shirt on and holding a samari sword....
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