You are a beautiful, beautiful young lady. Your heart is made of tissue, blood and love. I will call you very soon, Princess Sophia.
I don't think I can get bothered with getting laid tonight
weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
My balls are so social today.
He told me I took off my shirt, asked for the latino thunder and jumped on him. I want to question this but it sounds too much like me.
Sorry I never showed up last night. It was between spending time with you and our freinds or having violent multiple orgasims. I chose the low road.
I'm like a number 27.2 on a scale of 1-10 of how badly I want you right now.
Your lack of a response brings it down to a 25.4.
When a guy wants to eat something off you and then comes back with microwaved strudel and custard, back the fuck out. I have apple-chunk burns on my tits.
I'm not allowed back because I may or may not have insulted his beer. And the entire Czech Republic.
She was yelling at the tater tots, "In five minutes, you're going in my mouth!"
Dude. I don't even want cuddles. I just want an acknowledgement that I just had balls in my mouth.
I lost the right to judge tonight
He said that he had extra crunchy taquitos and wanted to go down on me.. I mean how could I say no?
I can show you the world. Shining, splimbering vaginaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Weight watchers just said "you've tracked beer three times recently, want to make it one of your favorites?" I'm begining to understand why I needed to go in the first place.
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