I don't even know how sober sex starts anymore
Our relationship just reached the stage where i can touch her boobs while making a honking noise without getting hit in the face
I know. I just don't want anything else. I have no other desire. Just a ham sandwich.
I honestly don't know what to make of that.
A ham sandwich would be nice.
it never fails, everytime he manages to fuck my earrings out of my ears.
He just laughed at his drink laid on the floor and crawled to the bathroom
I'm not judging you... I'm judging our friendship
I feel like I got hit by a bus. A head on collision with my vag.
i'd say i'm about at weeping-uncontrollably-in-a-puddle-of-my-own-tears-and-urine level
I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS VDIEPO BECAUSE I AMS ENDIONG A LOKT OF EFFORT RECORIDNG IT
I ONLY PARTIALLY KNOW WHAT YOU SAID. BUT I THINK I WILL LIKE IT.
I effort
Dude, we apparently put a washing machine drum in that back of your truck with the full intention of making a bonfire in it.
The crooked penis I maybe could have looked past...but no foreplay? Deal breaker.
I think I'm in the negatives for the quantity of fucks given today.
I was so high. I had so much hair. It was like all my hair follicles exploded.
She tried deep frying a banana by placing one, unpeeled, into a toaster.
This can only be settled by a dance off.
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