I masturbated on the webcams with my bf yesterday then typed without washing my hands first... then my roommate used my laptop it was pretty priceless
My moms helping me unpack but im getting a little nervous because I dont remember where i put my dildo
Wow, Pearl Harbor and The Notebook are on. Its like the Im going to kill myself marathon.
What kind of friend are you? You don't even blackout anymore.
I believe some people would call last night an orgy.
You told me to pour the Gatorade on you "like Flashdance"
First of all, I don't like eggnog. Second of all too much rum is all bad. And thirdly I'm not there to sit in your lap and pretend you are Santa and I've been a bad girl.
I really want to fuck that guy in the full wind breaker suit
because i know somewhere at some party, behind someones closed bed room door youre being feed a key full of mollie.
I gave them the 'I used to fuck your son' discount.
I have accepted that I am a sexual predator. What I can't accept is the lack of sexual men for me to seduce in this town.
I don't know if dry shampoo will fix the decisions we made last night.
I feel bad for her. If you sacrifice and have a chubby husband I feel that you assume he's not going to cheat on you....
Your mankini haunted my dreams.
she's throwing knives it scares me
update: broke ceiling. glass everywhere
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