No, I don't think Michelle is a squirter. And if I've had anal sex, the Obamas have.
he's a bartender at a gay strip club. maybe he can work his magic. with getting u in, not gay magic.
she was like a sexier Rosie O'Donnel
after eating me out, he asked for something to drink. i gave him a glass of water and he said he needed something stronger.
I can't help but be optimistic. I'm like a ball of slutty sunshine.
you can't wake me up at 4am to suck your dick and then give me a high five at the bar
I've woke up in his bed 4 out of the past 6 mornings. I feel like this might be the time to learn more about him then his first name and what kind of beer he drinks.
You fucked a stripper on your sisters friends blow up mattress. The least you could do is wash the sheets.
The "don't have sex with him again" alerts you set on my phone just started going off.
Good. "Seriously, don't do it" should start in about five minutes.
If you fold the laundry; booze and orgasms on me.
Tears For Fears is the only thing getting me through life at this moment.
Anytime he goes down on me i automatically think of you cheering me on. Your a good friend.
million dollar idea: razor dispensers in bar bathrooms. your welcome, girls who didn't think they were getting laid tonight.
I'm currently hiding from this horrific thing that we call adulthood. If anyone needs me, I'll be smoking a bowl in the bouncy house.
party at the soccer house. crumbs in my sexy panties. can't. put. pieces. together.
Randomize
