I thought if I stared at him long enough he'd walk me to my car. but he didn't. he dddidn't. i rreally thought i had those powers.
we talked about european history as he fucked me from behind in the shower... i think it was a success
He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
They just asked a fat guy to move to the other side of the plane. Send me a pic of your tits incase we crash
he said something along the lines of "fish can smell fear"
My weekend will be all about the double d's, desert & debauchery
She kept crying and asking why I couldn't look more like Dennis quaid.
Whatever. I'll just fuck him now and deal with the clingyness later.
Ok, I have three hours. I'm trying to work out two blow jobs and a taco.
I drank butter last night, who am I to judge?
Hey he's not bad, although he did have a glass eye
You Just stopped dancing, looked at me and said "I'm gonna make it rain" Then shook the open box of crunch berries everywhere.
He is peeing inside and sticking up for himself. Those are two of the four signs of the apocalypse.
It was like a Thanksgiving meal, which you spend 8 hours cooking, and the family wolfs down in 20 minutes. All that flirting and build-up for like 90 seconds of pumping and he was gone in a flash, never to be heard from again.
Well, she yelled at the stripper that she couldn't lick whipped cream off his nipples because she is lactose intolerant.
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