if you wake up with plaid pants on your floor in the morning, you made a bad decision.
we black-lighted her bedspread and it looked like a jackson pollock painting.
unlike you, ive never imagined darth vader masturbating
I woke up in the penthouse and did lines off the to of the fireplace. This is not real.
She must have been at ribfest tonight because my dick smells like barbeque sauce
All I want to do is fuck in the bell tower before it leave this school. Is that too much to ask?
I was riding her and she yelled "fuck me" then someone in the room next door yelled "you don't have to say it if youre doing it."
I can't keep up with all the guys you're banging. I'm just going to start referring to them by city of origin.
Apparently she has a 10 week old kid, which would explain the hallway effect I was feeling.
Literally just one second of unclenched butt hole away from shitting my pants.
Explain the King Dong next to my face.
Serious concern: will TSA confiscate my bondage rope?
I worry about your feelings an awful lot for somebody who gets off on making you cry
You're like the Miss Manners of anonymous gay sex.
Lunch?
Massage?
Spanking with handcuffs?
Randomize
