Hey, do you have a beer bong you could drop off at my little brother's place?
Did he leave or is he still there?
He left right away, I might have passed out. I saw your text and was like who left where? Then the oh shit feeling sunk in, hangover starting now.
believe me... letting the man that delivered you from your mother's vagina do shots off your stomach is really fucking awkward.
she was giving me head and that cheryl crow 'youre favorite mistake' song came on. she looks up and all i could do was nod
he came on my stomach, took his sock off, wiped it up, put his sock back on along with his shoes and left.
His bookmark is a piece of toilet paper. No shame there.
It's like, I'm the official vagina for that DJ group
this is not the time for floating mt dew and shots of tequila.
I just want to steal his innocence through his penis. I really do.
THEY HAVE VIAGRA FLAVORED GELATO
Just FYI, by the transitive property my breasts have now touched the Stanley Cup.
This guy is like Don Jon! Im over here this weekend and at least four times I've heard porn on his phone thru the bathroom door.
Dude, half of south Mississippi has seen my taint. I'm not worried.
This is not the first time I've recognized my body is subconsciously trying to make pizza.
Um, It's tempting but I'm not into coke or farmers.
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