I'm blazed at jack in the box and my order number is 420. I wish everything in the world made this much sense.
First date: that requires underwear, huh?
i'm moving back early just in case the freshmen need a tour of the school
oh right the one that ends on your bed
You know the party was great when the birthday girl gets arrested
You may genuinely find a use for the siphon. But the bag of human hair is less likely.
Would you wanna look up as you cum and for a split-second see your dad?
Occasionally I curse my inner 15 year old when I'm fulfilling their dreams as a slut, but I roll with it.
I found my hair extensions. They were in my hamper.
And to add, there was a fat guy right next to me who, when the girls would shake their butts, he would let out a shrill xena warrior princess cheer
I had to sit there with his three fat aunts talking about a bunch of 50 Shades knockoff books.
I felt like a taxi, but my meter was running up minutes he would be eating me out that night.
I'm going to fake an anxiety attack to get to the front of the line. Save me some brisket.
Come back. Shots need mouths.
Bringing my cat to a booty call was not my finest hour
Tbh you just need to fuck it out like I don't know another solution
I think she lost me at about the point where the words “Ice Cream Enema” were spoken.
Randomize