What kind of friend are you? You don't even blackout anymore.
imagine playing with puppies while we're drunk.
Like... we could film it and put like, "do you believe in magic" as the backround song and it would be complete joy.
Friends don't let friends talk to people who live in Orlando. Sorry I've failed you.
Just looking for some anal play. An attempting to read atonement. The highbrow/lowbrow divide is striking.
whenever he goes down on me he looks at me and I just want to poke him in the eyes
We're the only two others left at work. My internal monologue is going: TAKE ME. TAKE ME NOWW. ON THE COUNTER. IN FRONT OF THE MANAGER. JUST TAKE MEEE
I made this pact with my vagina, though. No more heartless fuckery.
It was fine until he came back to my place, grabbed a beer, HIGH-FIVED me, and left.
I just want to have such an intense orgasm that my heart stops and I die. I mean that would kind of suck for the guy I'm fucking but then again he could be like "I'm that good"
That's some primal shit right there. My vagina is all like CONSUME HIM AND HIS FRUIT HE WILL GIVE YOU SONS!
I made him an O's fan. One pic of my tits coming out of a Baltimore shirt and it was done.
Is it too early in the day to ask a nipple-related question?
Alex I've come up with a new medical condition. dick depression. it's a real thing and I have it
Please tell me you did not shit your Disney princess costume.
Fuck him. He can bang that skeezer all he wants. Fuck her lawyerness I’m a YouTube star
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