I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
my debutante medallion kept hitting his balls when i went down on him
it's like iHOP with fire
It just hit me that I woke up to you in a bear suit. Explain.
some guy just burried his vomit in the sand.
It made me think of you cause he just screamed "CAPTAIN PLANET" a lot and kicked people in the balls.
I still have his teeth marks on the base of my penis. You didnt miss much
oh god my hair smells like rotten vegetables, sweat, and tequila. I wanna party with your neighbors every night.
Here's my first problem: I'm drunk
Nothing like an alcohol-fueled, 6-hour-long hunt for weed--complete with occasional breaks for sex.
So my nipple piercings were only $20 because it's breast cancer awareness month. Fuck yes!
I think the universe has a conglomeration of sentences reserved only for me.
At one point I yelled "THIS IS MY PENANCE FOR EVERYTHING I'VE DONE WRONG" and started saying Hail Marys
the quiet that you are hearing is a silent suggestion that you should go fuck yourself
He really is. Owns his own house and has more than one towel!
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