So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
i wonder if she gts uncomfortable walkin bu when she knows we all know what her pussy tastes like
hahhahahha. mid doggie-style, i faked an asthma attack. the sex was that bad
rather than putting your name in guys phones, you just texted 90999 to donate $10 to Haiti and then gave it back to them
I swear it's like I have a jerk off quota I have to meet each week. If I miss three days I have a wet dream and it's like a wasted jizz, and it gets everywhereeeeeee.
Your dad's facebook is ejaculating midlife crisis all over my minifeed
Tempting. But I already used the alcohol poisoning excuse at work this month. No way he would believe it a second time...
She literally crushed my balls between her butt cheeks. It was both the greatest and worst thing ever. Dancers are awesome.
If I go there, please come with. It will accelerate the lesbian rumor but be totally worth it.
Let's not refer to him as Dustin. That makes him seek like a real person, not just a dick I would like to experience.
He told me he wanted to show me something beautiful, then just started peeing off the bridge into oncoming traffic
My adult sexuality and some of the best memories of my childhood collided like a Pee Wee Herman wet dream.
Elaborate
Strip Mario-Kart
I'm on this new diet called "I have 10$ till next Friday, I have rice
She is currently expressing her joy for "bad to the bone" through interpretive dance...
It doesn't matter how nice the shirt you wore to the bar was, you still shouldn't have worn it to a job interview
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