Moan for me like Helen Keller
Stop it. You sound like you're giving birth.
i was the DD for the swedish students tonight. Got paid 23 dollars for driving 10 miles. gotta love ignorance and the confusion conversion brings.
I just got home. Seriously all I remember is taking out my contacts and putting your balls in my mouth.
can we meet up so i can piece together the end of my night? for instance, did i jump or fall into a plant?
The only word I understood in that whole setence was semen.
They'd unbutton the overalls with their lesbian-tongues. It wouldn't even be a problem.
I'm sure it was awkward. I've never had a professor expose parts of them to me before.
She seriously pointed at the couch and asked me if she could "ride the talking giraffe". I'll never serve everclear again.
...im seriously confused as to why this doesn't make sense to you. Girl hostage, rob casino. Makes perfect sense.
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
It's a never ending cycle of men I've fucked knowing other men I've fucked. I need a new town.
How was it playing wingman?
I feel like I was rockys coach watching him get the shit beaten out of him by Apollo creed
I can feel your movements against the shared wall we are leaning up against. It makes me feel as though we are one. Queue Pocahontas song...
fucking him is like fucking old faithful. you could set your watch by his orgasms.
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