moral of the story: I'm going to stab everyone
I had sex with billy mayes last night. HE KEPT IN CHARACTER THE WHOLE TIME.
Im so ripped right now that i just filled the almost empty bottle of choc syrup with milk and drank it straight out of the bottle. It was on pointttttt.
i need to know the scientific term for a guy's taint so i can explain what i did last night.
there's unknown territories my dick was not made to discover
FUCK YOU. AH. FUCK BOTH OF US MORE BOOZE.
MAS TEQUILA.
i did nothiing wrong other than not tell that kid his whole back was covered in puke
But he does seem to be getting proper humping etiquette down. So there's progress.
If I got to choose how I die, it would be in an Olympic sized pool of gin and tonic.
I smelled him yesterday and almost relapsed he's like cocaine
Willing booties have sort of a tractor beam for me.
Why is there never any toilet paper at his apartment? What does he wipe his ass with? WHAT DOES HE WIPE IT WITH?!?
It's not even 7 yet. She's singing you are my sunshine to the smirnoff bottle.
she squeaked mid orgaism. I laughed she cried
Two words: nipple clamps
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