she's not even a shacker, she never made it inside. she's just a porch girl
i don't remember it, but i know we had sex because my stuffed animals were facing the wall
I just found out my birth date is Pick Your Poison Day. Goodbye, conscience, forever. I was born to live like this.
You called him your tasty little crouton. Which actually wasn't the weirdest part.
He gave me such a powerful orgasm I blurted out I love you. This is why just rebouding out of a serouis relationship is awkward.
No like you fell onto the fence. I don't even know how you got into the fenced in area.
Everyone else in class agrees the weed smell is coming from me
my window is missing, there is half a pizza jammed into the disk slot of my PS3, and the entire kitchen floor is covered in cerial i cant see any wood floor. did we have fun?
she comes in perfect pitch. hook up with more singers.
I just faked an orgasm while masturbating. Idk what exactly my problem is but I have one
Oh no that was the time I did the walk of shame with no shoes
See this is where I mess up.. I get distracted by the option of consistent sex and free beer
I don't know what to do about my nipple.
Thanks for fucking the skin off my dick
It was a joint effort between my vagina my feet and your hand you can't just blame that all on me
Want to meet at a cool spot and just park like cops side-by-side and you can eat some potatoes and I can smoke a cigarette in your face?
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