I tried booty calling last night but apparently he was too tired and wants to meet up tonight. I told him planning defeats the purpose.
clearly I should have checked to see if he was an NRA member before I went back to his house and woke up in Heston's haven.
he's been in the country 4 hours and we just did it in the closet. he called me "miss flirtatious in the cupboard." i'm in love.
I met the perfect girl for you, she's smart, likes cars, has at least one ear, and really blue eyes!
please elaborate on, "atleast one ear"
I just discovered the Reese's pieces and sourdough bread sandwich. No signs of coming down.
his dad came out and found me sleeping indian style on the couch with my cup balancing on my boobs. didn't spill a drop.
I think the guy in front of me just puked in a styrofoam cup.
its official. the only way for my hair to look good is to blow somebody
I only want to make out with him. Unless I get hungry. In that case I will take him home and screw him as a distraction from eating.
Every time you started making out for him we all cheered for you... that's what sorority sisters do - they cheer you on when you make bad life decisions at the bar.
There are five fire trucks here and needless to say my booty call left so come back home whenever you like
I just got dropped off by that cop that pulled you over. Best sex ever! Consider that $140 ticket my birthday present.
You were a for sure 10. You put on a traffic cone to meet someone.
How do you know i dont look like i got attacked by a weedwacker on bath salts?
There's a big ass bed, hella ecstasy, and I can guarantee you'll regret every second that you remember.
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