But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
I fucked her on my hockey bag. it doesnt get any more Canadian than that.
We've only been driving for two hours and I'm already down 3 vicodin...I'm not going to survive this family vacation.
I've already come up with two plans that will probably end with me getting kicked out of here. You guys should come faster.
From the trajectory of the puke, I must have fallen off the top bunk while trying to vomit, due to the dented bucket, ruined carpet, and bruised dignity I now own.
You try staying up all night fucking a guy with a curved dick and see how much you want to go out after that.
I mean nobody wants to admit they ate 9 cans of ravioli but i did and i am not ashamed of myself
I woke up smelling like chlorine with a broke toe. They know how to fucking party on lake lanier.
I feel like I got ass raped in the brain.
He showed up at my house, drunk, proclaiming that he needed to fuck me...my dad let him in
Its not chugging if its just one gulp
Our group of friends now have more broken bones than reasonable excuses for why they're broken.
Why is there a cash register on top of my car?
I got laid two nights in a row
And none for Gretchen Wieners...
let me wake up, find my pants, and find out where i am tommorow and ill get back to you on that
I’m sorry I pressured you for dick pics.
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