its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
sex in a ball pit. and I thought ghandi did great things.
Her bed looked like it had just hosted a water balloon fight. It was that good.
Get caught with marijuana. Cop takes piece. Buy new bong. Circle of fun.
I sleep with the gay men, they no longer have questions about their sexuality. No strings attached at it's finest and i get new shopping buddies out if it. It really is a win win situation.
You are my idol.
Drunk me cleaned my room for me. Needless to say our relationship has improved greatly
I'm in charge of his party but you're a paramedic, we're both needed.
Ok not good, my info has definitely been submitted to this sugar daddy website before.
My face feels like its stuck between a ball sack and an asshole.
OMG BTW REMEMBER HOW HE ORDERED PIZZA THAT ONE TIME WE HOOKED UP. APPARENTLY HE WAS HANDING IT OUT TO PEOPLE WHO LIVE IN MY BUILDING AS HE WAS LEAVING
He sent me a snapchat of him singing wrecking ball. Guess what the wrecking ball was. Hint: he literally came.
I threw up in the bathtub last night like a decent human being.
i had to win in rock paper scissors, get called a fat whore, and make two dudes get in a fight so we could call next game on the table and you make zero cups. thanks asshole.
Aww his grandma died? That's sad! No mourning sex!!! That doesn't lead to good things!
I’ve got full Covid immunity, blonde hair and great tits! I’m basically unstoppable
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