So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
Reason #82 that I need to get laid: my pubes are getting split ends.
my mouth smells like i just ate out a crab.
...she just doesn't genetically have the things I want my kids to have.
I'm not saying he has herpes, I'm just saying he slept with my friend that has herpes.
Have $25 to my name but it's $2 pitchers. I have no choice but to go.
I'm pretty sure there was a language barrier but he knew what "harder" meant.
I've never felt so epic in my entire life as I do right now, my bare testicles staring down the ocean itself
I mean two cocks this time. Trust me, I'm not gonna pull the same stunts as last time in this situation
I'm gonna drop in for a zip later man. It made me wanna eat my girls shampoo. Good shit
At least I got to make out with you a little before you proposed.
I don't know if we can compare high school reunions anymore. The keg stands started before 7.
Played never have I ever with high schoolers today. Needless to say they brought up threesomes so I had to make a judgement call and decided to not put my finger down
I am pants-free in the living room. This is liberating.
We’ve got a propane heater on our back porch if you want to come over and eat a McRib in peace
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