My head feels like little people r playing bumper cars inside it
why did u let me go home with him last night?
u were determined it was a good idea
she just stood in the kitchen yelling "REAL WOMEN HAVE CURVES"
You got off, kissed my dick and whispered "stay hard" to it, puked and then got right back on top of me like nothing happened...
So the next morning, she had to tell her kids we were moving furniture around all night.
His body is like Jesus fingering me while I eat birthday cake
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
i have to go- we're throwing the dummy from the balcony again
I'm a big fan of your penis but I will not sit through an animated movie dedicated to it.
at what point last night did we decide it was okay to let me hitch hike to another bar?
well in DOG beers, i've only had one
If you've never been pounded by an Eastern European body builder, I would highly recommend it.
I say "glasses of whiskey" like I didn't chug it out of the bottle
That sounds worse than that time you thought out an entire story of how big bird would kill you
I found a hot kiwi last time and sucked his dick. That's what rooftop bars are made for.
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