its like playing clue every morning after we party. she did him in the kitchen with..oh god.
i told him i was sober and he walked away immediately.
Is she bent over a couch yet or did daylight savings time throw off her usual schedule?
She gave me a blow job and her mom gave me blueberry muffin afterwards. I love them.
His roomates just started party boying me. He stood there with the look of horror on his face.
he matches the description of mystery hookup #2, 4, and 7
i know this sounds kinda weird but his cock smelled like fabric softener. it was so refreshing.
just printed out my drug dealers resume for him. guess the ecstasy scene slows down when kids move back home for the summer...
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
I love you more with every blowjob.
You should write for Hallmark.
I thought it was a myth but I have just reached the age of sitting on my balls. Not a fan.
Although I'm glad you didn't let my climb in the sink, I really wish you would have let me pretend to be a duck in the shower for a little longer
with the way the semester is going, being a stripper is starting to sound better and better everyday
I took the beard trimmer to my balls this morning.\nMuch blood. Much blood from my scrotum.
We played wedding bingo. I made out with the maid of honor and fucked one of the bride’s sorority sisters. But I needed to get with the groom’s cousin, a mother-in-law to be, or the wedding planner to win and I came up short.
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