let's makeout let's makeout let's make out let's make out
I was about to watch some really classy porn. Title was ravenous for dick. I didnt know pornstars knew ravenous was a word.
do you remember waking up from your blackout, kissing me ever so softly on the stomach, and saying "i love you bro. so much," then passing back out?
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
My autobiography is now tentatively titled "I'm Fucking the DJ, and Other Ways to Party for Cheap"
A little light bondage fun never hurt anybody (erotic asphyxiation excluded). Car batteries attached to reproductive organs have.
I'll pick you up. Avoid slightly awkward no-we're-not-dating-but-I'm-still-screwing-your-son-after-2-years parental run-ins.
Nah. And this is true. It's like you were trained by sexual Jedi or something.
*jedi wave* this is the penis you were looking for
Hello. You don't know me, but word on the street is that we are now eskimo sisters. I feel like we should go out for coffee and compare experiences.
when I woke up, he was drunk and singing "soft kitty" and petting my face
How do we have all these hot friends who we never do body shots off of
HAPPY AIDS-LESS FOURTH OF JULY YOU HEALTHY FUCK
No joke. There's a picture of the priest I made out with on my parents' refrigerator.
That is our entire relationship. We match bowls and give each other head. What more could you possibly want?
you know you should be lucky to find the case to my dildo....that means no more random guys at the house!
Randomize
