Dub. In the bra. Dub in the bra.
i feel like pocahontas...the disney character not from real chance of love
I bought the love spell lotion from victoria secret so it atleast smells like a girl is present while I'm masturbating
He's a firefighter, who has his own band. I'm pregnant just thinking about him.
I have seen more male genitalia at this party tonight than I ever want to see again in my entire life.
When you get home we need to compare our schedules and set up masturbation slots. I'm scares of you walking in on me. Again.
He woke up, got my bottle of water and poured it on me and then went back to sleep. Not really how I want to wake up at 2 a.m.
I don't not like him. It's just wierd talking to him because we both know I fucked his wife.
i honestly don't know why someone didn't cut me off after i broke the ceiling lamp with MY HEAD
Just met another girl you fucked but this time in seattle. Your cock gets almost as much mileage as jet blue. Anaheim and seattle both say hi, figured you don't remember their names.
I think I'm interested in anyone that recognizes I actually have a pulse
There's a 35% chance I'm still residually drunk from last night.
And you say you're not good with numbers...
I feel like an elephant shit on me and left me to be miserable
I think you're overestimating how drunk I was
You said your pillow felt like the ocean...
kick those bitches in the teeth and tell them mama came to party
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