No, I'm a firm believer in "Swallow or it isn't love."
I'm timing the release of my poops to the sound of the machine gun from the video game he's playing in the living room.
He had one of those small greek statue penises
I decided to name her "day after thanksgiving" because I am sure I just got someone elses leftovers.
Nothing says fuck you quite like putting your used condom in someones mailbox for them to find in the morning.
He has a tattoo of a carebear. This is not happening.
Then you screamed "fuck her like shes not your sister tonight" at the people walking down the road.
Then he told me he was proud of me for remembering that i blew him that night.. Maybe my drinking is getting out of hand.
he was cradling you in his arms feeding you rum straight from the bottle and you kept sucking his fingers.
You kept saying you we're gonna puke and wanted to steal my pants
That does not explain the remnants of a small fire in my bathtub.
I've never seen a guy eye-fuck someone so hard in my entire life. I thought he would develop laser vision, bore holes into your body, and not even realize your innards would be spilling everywhere. That's how bad it was.
This tequila is so bad I might cry. I won't Throw up but I might cry
I'm beginning to think shitting his pants is just a normal thing for him.
I don't wanna see it, I don't wanna touch it, I just want it in me.
All time low: no dry towels so I'm using the sex towel to dry off
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