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i can tell by the sound of your bed that he isnt that good at sex.
It was literally like being eaten out by a dog. That bad.
Wat the fuck dude ketchup in my bong???
we got 12 live crabs and then we got really stoned and know we're playing with the crabs. thats nom watermellon nom. now i'm plaing with a crap whos such a gentleman
It's a lightpost hitting you in the head. Of course it's going to hurt the day after.
HOW ARE YOU ALWAYS DRUNK? AND WHERE ARE TOU TRYING TO GO??
When we were done he got down next to the bed and I thought he was Tebowing. He was hitting a bong that he had already loaded and hidden under the bed.
So I just realized I have three bananas, seven condoms, three lube packets, three tampons, and a shot glass in my bag but no pen #modelstudent
I love that there are toys on the counter. Coffee, tea, wine bottles, gag ball, and handcuffs.
My kitchen gets me.
She told me she was the Publishers Clearing House of Dicks. Two dicks a day, everyday for life.
Long fucking story. But hey I got an orgasm and breakfast so I'm winning.
How can you tell that you're blacked out ?
You can feel it in your nipples.
His pet bird was perched ON HIS DICK.
She's better-looking with the mask on.
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