real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
If I could text you the sound of me vomming, I would.
Just incase you were wondering, the count of ladies who have perioded on chairs at our fine restaurant is now at 3.
woke up to moans and hushed"we can't do this with him in here." hope they had a good time
the lady at Walgreens winked at me when i asked where the cherry chapstick was... damn u katy perry!
he was chasing shots of soco with fistfuls of my birthday cake
The worst part of it is that he's not the first man I've fucked with 2+ chihuahua's.
I don't think everyone found it as funny as I did... Nothing says "Party's Over" like the sound of a pump action shotgun.
I don't know where I am and I feel like a hippo shat in my mouth. This sofa is comfy though.
When I told him he could take naked pics of me, did I really need to specify that he could not email them to my brother's friends for bragging rights?
I may or may not vaguely recall punching you in the dick but it was a misunderstanding and I forgive you can we have make up sex?
Don't send me nudes asking me to come fuck you on lunch break then send me a video of kids you're babysitting.
I was a plus one at an intervention for a person I didn't know.
I'm pretty sure I regained my virginity last night
mother daughter bonding time. she's helping me make jello shots.
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