This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
The funny thing is... I'm about to go to the store to buy WD-40 and condoms... That's it.
And before you ask they are unrelated purchases.
I basing my decision on whether or not to date someone on whether I could imagine having sex with them sober
you're the one who masterbates every night to the titanic soundtrack
dont get me wrong, i like when a guy is into my boobs but when he started saying mama i want milk let me suck, i gathered my shit together and bounced.
Accidentally just signed something at work 'lotus flower' I need to keep my stripper life separate from real life.
My dinner guests were so drunk they never realized that I inadvertantly put Frosted Mini Wheats on the salad instead of crutons.
full cup flip cup was not exactly the reason I wanted to tell the cops when I was sleeping on the curb
like teasing for 28 minutes, then the very last 2 minutes is where is ALL goes down. I'm talking, rings off, stable sitting position, hand job madness.
Hatred of squirrels is the least of my hereditary problems.
Bouncer came into the bathrooms to tell us the old one-person-per-stall rule, realised it was two girls banging, and left us to it. Lesbiperks.
Is it weird to smoke a bong with a client from work?
I just want a simple guy who likes cats, tattoos, and doing coke off my tits.
Your the only girl I know that carries a $1100 purse with tater tots inside
I am no longer embarassed by my vagina
It concerns why you would be in the first place, but I'd rather not know
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