i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
dont touch anything in my room. If its phallus shaped, i can almost guarantee its been in my vagina.
She's been divorced three times and use to raise cock fighters. Of course I'm interested in her
I came over to his house for a party and realized I was quoted on the fridge... "How'd I get rug burn on my face?" And yes, my name was right next to it!
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
The bed I'm sleeping in has a headboard only handcuffs could love. I'm gonna pick up a local dude and wreck that.
How dare you question the sanctity of Chocolate-and-Porn day
So when this rash is gone wanna hang out?
I got hella high today and freaked out about life and interest rates
Don't mention it
Just endorse me for cunnilingus on LinkedIn
Did I tell you that I told him I deleted his dick pics and he almost started crying?
The sex was totally worth how awkward its gonna be for the next few weeks
The more drunk I get the more I want to steal a lamb
What would be the possible repercussions of lamb theft
For a second fuck I think last night went extremely well... our sexual relationship is progressing at a pace that im quite satisfied with.
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