She kept screaming "yeah! You pick up my books!" the whole time. . .
some dude is getting blown right outside the bar in his car. reeediculous
class
he's dribbling her head like he's fucking allen iverson
from all the glitter we used it actually looked like a disco stick
I don't know how, but he made a bong out of a hamster wheel. To say I am impressed is an understatement.
How creepy of a mustache can you grow by wednesday night?
I'm deleting all the photos of dicks off my phone. This relationship could be serious
I'm doing this for my boobs. They miss him.
There's always time for handjobs
The whorange rubbed off. His white shirt was so gross at the end of the night I told him to frame it.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
I'm watching the World Cup in bed naked with john and our USA flag aviator glasses. Can you say America?
So yes we had an orgy last night and I sucked your tits while you fucked my husband but I am weird about sharing my toothbrush.
See this is where I mess up.. I get distracted by the option of consistent sex and free beer
I'm sending lingerie pics that I took yesterday. I fully prepared for this holiday
Laying in bed naked is fun. I now see why guys love boobs... They're sooo bouncy! This long distance relationship is really killing my sex life.
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