It's like the Sean Connery of vaginas. You don't mess with it.
you yelled that ur labia majora was swollen at 3 am in the dorm hallway
Oh, I'm sorry. I'd rather be "doable" than "the fat chick"
I do have sympathy for you. It's just not going to manifest as a blow job.
THEY'RE. IN. YOUR. BED. THEY RANDOMLY SHOW UP. AND GET IN YOUR BED.
You did a jig for the bouncer when you saw him. Just reminding you.
I love my boobs, they're the only thing that supports me. They make me a solid 6.
My brain is like scrambled eggs. If scrambled eggs were trying to escape out of my skull through my forehead.
Can I also remind you that we insisted on touching his mustache?
Well of course I remember it took up like 20 minutes of my night.
He started humming whilst eating me out. At first it was weird, but my new motto is now don't knock it before you've cum from it
I make him buy me all the extremely expensive high end Mac cosmetics I desire. Wear it then let him cum on my face. I am fucking glamorous.
No like I actually peed on the treadmill. As it was running
Not gonna lie: had to look up how to spell fellatio. Not sure I spelled it right even now. Looks like a Shakespearean character. ENTER FELLATIO, SOLILOQUIZING.
We were sexting and i didn't know what to say, so i said i wanted to wrap him in tortillas and devour him like a burrito. then i went on by saying that i liked my burritos with a lot of cheese.
After he came, he took a two minute power nap and then fucked me for another 45 minutes. He is a machine!
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