waiting in line for my ID. the kid in front of me reaks of hopes and dreams and hornyness-- freshmen by calvin klein
i wanted to be an indian when i was a child. apparently you cannot grow up to be an indian.
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
he just made me do "this little piggy" to his toes.
Just considered the plausability of using my detachable showerhead as a beer bong. Has my life really devolved to this?
I'm still waiting for my blazer that I left at your apartment, you owe me a blowjob for every day from Thursday on that it's late.
She may be a slut, but at least she's a dedicated slut. She's always super tan and has her shit shaved in really cool designs.
it felt like i was a kid in an empty playground. i fucked him on every piece of furniture in the house and then when his housemates showed up i was naked in his bed like i'd been there all along.
You tried to initiate "Occupy McDonald's" when the cashier didn't give you enough ketchup.
I can't even express how horny I am. The English language isn't equipped for what I'm plotting.
If you send me one more .gif of that fumble, I will make the 10 hour drive just to set you on fire.
You handed me an unpeeled grapefruit off the frat basement floor and then took a bite out of it.
The sex definitely would have been a perk. But not sitting in a ditch was what I was going for...
Well I've decided to refuse to conform to society and be naked the rest of the day.
Just boned her on my desk. on top of my term paper. take that professor dipshit
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