I just wanted to draw pictures of limp wieners on peoples doors and smash pictures of palm trees. That's it.
I've decided to film a documentary centered around how he manages to keep that beast caged in such tight pants
he's super hid and wouldn't leave us alone so i snatched his phone and started texting lovelink (thanks for a well-timed commercial) that will cost him money. muhahaha
similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
You fell asleep mid BJ last night. I put your pants back on you. My ego is pretty bruised this morning.
im trying to catch a child molester. call you later.
I think I should become a real estate agent in th friend zone I know the place so well
they just tried to tell me they weren't big into drugs. A) it was the 70's. B) I've seen the pictures.
Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
As weird as that was it was probably the best advice i've ever gotten from a tranny
Its all fun and games until someone grabs the electrical fence.
So it finally happened last night... I re-met someone that i've already had sex with. Had no idea who he was. Fantastic
I played ping pong,drunk, with my hand instead of the paddle. And i won. I have hidden talents
When was the last time you wore pants?
Time is relative.
And pants are optional.
I feel like I should acknowledge that I see you as a human and not a ragdoll sex object
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