After I talked about my ex for about twenty minutes, she just listened, sluts are so understanding
out of nowhere you said let us see your boobs, then proceeded to pull my shirt down.
i gets down
I knew you were drunk when you poured scotch on a croissant and ate it.
Question: does the slut gene come from the mother or the father? im trying to figure out who to blame.
i asked if you wanted help changing your sheets after you threw up in bed. you politely declined. i take no responsibility after that.
she just walked in and said "well, I got peed on again"...
I can do it, this is my punishment and I will accept it, plus id like to see the look on peoples faces when I throw up on them
So if you want this MFM threesome thing to happen the other guy is here and willing
So he might be the smartest man alive. He had the stripper pick him up taco bell on the way to the room for an extra 50 bucks.
I lost the bet. I now have to do all chores sans clothing of any kind. I give it a week before I'm knocked up...
I'm dressed as a caveman and drunk so that's not really an option
he's a fucking beast. people that don't even know him have started calling him "puke and raleigh"
Fuck you, dude, I'm not sharing my weed anymore if you're going for the Panthers.
He put a doughnut around his dick and I ate it. What can I say. It was a good fucking night.
It started off with wine and ended up with me in only my pearls and heels. It was about the classiest sexual experience I've ever had.
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