With such a small dick you'd think he'd try to make up for it with some sort of personality.
it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
we just made rock paper scissors into a drinking game
that's like riding a pigeon when you could fuck a bald eagle
Nothing like a little anal leakage to start off Sunday morning. Can't decide if that speaks well of my weekend or not...
he told me he was a chubby chaser.. then winked. i'm signing up for a gym pass as we speak
there seems to be a considerable amount of hair missing from my left hand. i may have lit it on fire again
I'm sorry I can't get drinks with you. I have to make sure my dad doesn't go to jail.
No one parties like Jon. He once stole a cops hat, ran like the wind, partied all night with it, and dropped it off at the station the next day with a box of donuts as an appology.
I had very briefly met him a few years ago. My friend was tired of hearing us both complain about being horny. She figured she would fuck two birds with one stone.
Pierced my own nipple last night, and yes everyone did go absolutely nuts
Come on down you're the next contestant on "lets go drinking!"
You were discovered in a bush, smoking, and singing "in the jungle" to yourself. Which explains the scratches, but not the orange paint.
They're fighting and it sounds intense. Cross your fingers for their demise
Toss in some raw meat and play heavy metal music. It will insight violence.
She was riding a razor scooter down the street wearing nothing but a feather boa it was beautiful.
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