He wanted to take me out and said we could "go huntin in the woods."
I jacked off with the cucumber and then made that fatass a salad.
Bt dubs, I still have cuts on my arm from when you attacked me with a dildo on Saturday night.
Jesus people on campus asked me what i do for joy. I said i love sinning especially pre-marital sex.
It feels like Jesse James cheated on America.
she told me i tasted like america
Theres a high probability there will be two hot men waiting on you in your bed when you get home for lunch.
Idk. Last year there was an ice luge, glow in the dark jungle juice, and lots of naked people. I feel like I'll get pregnant just thinking about going to that party.
I just put bacon on a thin mint and enjoyed the shit out of it. I better not be fucking pregnant.
I'm hoping that by this time next year we will be smoking some weed at a gay wedding, asking "Mitt who?"
So I got my junk pierced since we've fucked. You should get in on this.
Walking into my bedroom & smelling stale sex & disappointment isn't how I envisioned being 39, in case you were wondering.
Sustenance and doggy style.. the only two things I need
So I love answering sex questions in intimate relationships class on a clicker when im sitting next to my cousin..
I cam home to find him twitching on the floor, surrounded by unopened condoms and covered in cranberry sauce (yes I tasted it) while Thundercats was playing.
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