yeah, i liked him til i heard he had a sac that could apparently smother my face.
She was so loose she sounded like a jar of salsa. I didn't know that was even possible.
fireball beer pong. youre missing out
how is that even possible?
ove gloves.
be there in ten.
If you stick your dick in my spaghetti, we're fighting.
I don't know what happened to get you in this mentality. This time last year your were ass up on a hotel bathroom counter getting licked by a stranger.
I just undressed him with my eyes. And gave him a 10 inch penis. I hope its true.
Ya well my good-girl image was pretty much blown when he found out I'm going to jail soon.
He kept making me pretend I was his personal trainer. When I swallowed his cum he made me pretend I was drinking a protein shake. Thats actually what it tasted like.
We had a pillow fight. It looks like an angel exploded here. A DRUNK ALCOHOLIC ANGEL
I may hire someone just to sell my family the drugs they keep asking me for. It's cutting into my doing drugs time.
He slapped my ass and his clap-on light turned on.
I still owe him the card with all the sperm paper cutouts falling out like glitter saying " sorry you can't hold your load. Better luck next time "
After that song played in the club all he kept drunkenly saying was "Birdman goes brrrrrr"
2015 is a year for health and mental stability and alas we are not yet there so yolo
You act like tequila is some sort of sex juice
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