You are the one person I know will appreciate this- and I'm aware that its nearly 5 am- but I have 3 words... G spot orgasm. BE JEALOUS
just found a sign outside my brothers door "not going to church, don't even try" and he is covered is vomit in his bed.
Having sex with her is like doing taxes, Happens once a year and I usually end up paying.
He used my blackberry to make a voice recording of me orgasming, then set it as my ringtone while I was sleeping. I discovered this during a staff meeting this morning.
dont be like that, i wasnt picking him over you. I was picking multiple orgasms over zoolander.
I've heard so many rumors about me being taken home in an ambulance I'm starting to believe them.
I may or may not be negotiating a deal of baked goods for socks...keep you posted
So. How about you can get tequila certified...
do you know where my other puke covered boot is
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
I can't help but look at my sex life and acknowledge that this is not normal behavior.
There's no button for "gave my boyfriend's cock to a friend" on my intimacy calendar.
I was just at Kroger and saw some guy with a steelers balloon... ran up to him and popped it. NO RAGRETS.
THEY'RE HAVING SEX ON A HORSE AND THE HORSE DOESN'T EVEN CARE.
Want to meet at a cool spot and just park like cops side-by-side and you can eat some potatoes and I can smoke a cigarette in your face?
Randomize
