Erica just called me. She woke up in a storage closet in Mike's building with one shoe and no bag. Can you check your photos from last night to see if she had it at the bar?
do you remember putting condoms over both your hands and asking me if your fists would be too big.
My lack of memory is directly related to being friends with you.
She is the perfect woman. She cooks, gives good head and doesn't care that I have a small penis.
I have some memory of taking a dump in a guitar case.
Apparently blazed enough to think that the sizzling meatballs in the pan were calling your name...Ssssteeeeeve
She called picking up at 2pm a matinee drug deal.
It's total crap. On a side note I watched a porn of 4 guys wrestling in chocolate then messing around with each other. It was like a dream come true
I am going to dream of scrotums tonight, I just know it.
I would feel worse for you if you weren't waking up between a pair of double Fs that attached to a classically trained chief. Im still jacking off eating hot pockets.
You have not lived until you've puked on your sequined UGGs in the Rite Aid parking lot while going to buy emergency contraceptives.
Come now. I'm bloody but I'll give you the best fuck of your life.
he played intl players anthem 4me and ate a strawberry out of my pussy
March Madness means a buffet of emotionally vulnerable dick at the bars almost every night. So yeah my vagina and I are big fans.
If pulling your dick out counts as a hobby that is his.
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