windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
dude if i could bring that prime piece of meat home, id be the luckiest average-looking girl who ever lived
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
Her name is Sherri and her sister's are Brandy and Champagne. Of course I want to meet her parents.
They had an entire room dedicated to passed out people. It was like a dogpile of cross faded toddlers drooling on each other.
In the future let's not drunk dive in the fountain in front of the hotel bar.
Ryab! Make hr wtop. Mshe make sme speee. I don want to pee. I want sev. He was so igbad. Redpo.
Can I bring home a duck? Dead serious
Was my shirt on fire at any point last night? Because I'm fairly sure my shirt was on fire.
You have no idea what this goes for my ego. I literally made you cum in your sleep.
I feel like if tampons weren't meant to be microwaved, they'd have a warning on the box, so we should be okay...
I should become a firefighter. Who uses his cock to fight fires. Like a Superhero.
Just hooked up my fuck buddy with a job working for my dad...this can only end bad.
We were supposed fuck one time, but ended up fucking for 2 years.
What can i say, my face is nice and my body is just unreal. And my beer pouring/stealing is incredible \n
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