His internet searches, listed chronologically: sex slave, volunteer sex slave, lava
you have no idea how wierd it is to get nudes while talking to grandma
3rd rule of buttsex she must be clean and shower recently
and skipped dinner
okay, certainly we can't screw this up, and even as I type, I know we will
Looking for the remote in the couch. Finding Adderall beads. Considering utilizing.
Being the only sober one.. I had to feed you guys doritos. You kept licking my fingers.
There was an awkward moment where I was going for his cock and he reach out and held my hand, thinking that what I was doing
Also he wants to know a casual, consise way to ask a girl in a bar if he could eat her out. Think on that.
Btw, do you want me to fix this with a box of wine and a chick flick or is this more of a 'lets head to the strip club' problem? I'm just trying to analyze the emotional depth of the situation.
Its raining shots and i keep catching them in my mouth like you with dicks shits crazy
Sunday mornings are confusing. Like. I can't decide if I want to go for a run or start drinking
I can't tell if you're talking about my pussy or Cape Cod.
I just found peanut butter between my boobs. This was for you.
Is it bad that whip cream tastes like sex to me?
There are leaves in my underwear?
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