he is literally lying on the floor eating cookies. doing nothing. and as i was hitting him he needed to protect the cookies more than himself.
Mom's drinking. Just asked her if she was good to walk back to the condo. She seemed unsure until she remembered she brought the GPS. We are 2 blocks from the condo.
Then he told me he was proud of me for remembering that i blew him that night.. Maybe my drinking is getting out of hand.
Im in search of the perfect penis, it would be unethical for me not to test run them.
Your brother came in a girls mouth for the first time last night... Ah the tales told whilst buying minors beer.
Just saw a huge group of people walk by in there in their underwear. Too stoned for this.
Still losing my voice, so I am trying to get it back through drugs. Welcome to my Monday logic.
And I think your bro would be happy to know that when I took my bra off like 10lbs of confetti fell out. It was like my tits were celebrating being free
You have not lived until you have drunkenly grinded on your mother. Daughter of the year right here.
soon, soon....
I don't believe you anymore. You're like the boy who cried coitus.....
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
Hey my dad gave me life the least I can do is take him chicken strips and a pack of marlboros.
He kept telling me that it stood for Sex Utility Vehicle
Can't. Way too high. Forgot how to operate doors. Stuck outside.Come get me.
When I planned out my evening, "co-author lesbian vampire erotica" was not anywhere on my list of expected activities.
Me neither, but hey, this is where we've ended up. Let's embrace the moment.
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