That poor girl was naked and had to be at a job interview in an hour
He used one end of the towel to wipe the cum and I used the other end to wipe the tears
I managed to fit my wallet, my keys, my phone, Tammy's necklace, and $38.50 all in my bra. and $1.50 is in quarters. go me.
Sunday is a myth, I refuse to believe that I waste an entire day unable to function after a night of drinking.
If it involves mee putting on a bra and discontinuing my 11 am drinking my answer is a polite fuck YOU
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
Two questions. One. Where are you watching election results tomorrow? Two. Can we have Obama victory sex?
So lets not base feelings on vagina tingles
we just ate hash browns in a nativity scene with baby jesus
Drunk me has cost me a lot in cell phones...
after sex he fell asleep with his water bottle in one hand and his dick in the other at 6pm. I'm a winner.
So apparently, after 11 beers, 2 pitchers of sangria and 3 rhum & cokes, the idea of popping a load of MD and jumping on the trampoline, in the woods, in my underwear was the best one ever.
Rum and your dick are involved. You're relying on the unreliable narrator.
I remember being like "I can't hold both of you guy's hair back!" so I put headbands on each of you
Why do I always have at least 8 men with whom I am conducting some sort of poorly planned love experiment?
Randomize
