Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
my FASA form asked what i spent the majority of my 08 earnings on, im tempted to put "booze, blow, & blunts"
you wouldnt answer to anything but devil's advocate all night.
He cummed in my mouth, then said he had to go because his best friend broke his foot falling off of a balcony, put twenty dollars in my hand and was gone before I could even swallow...
The drunken tricycle race really added some class to the Tour de Franzia. Until everyone wiped out and started puking.
My only regret is that we didn't pee on our neighbors Prius
I smell like gasoline and adventure.
Prepare for tons of dick. I mean dick by the bucket loads. Waterfalls if cock.
You better fucking tell me or I'm turning blow job week into go fuck yourself week.
Honestly I'm not even that excited to see my boyfriend. I'm more excited to see his penis. His penis inside of me.
I'm seeing double so when I get home can we have a threesome?
I literally farted midsex as a siren for him to get the fuck off me.. No such luck.
I'm sending midget strippers dressed as bull fighters with mini bottles of 1800 to your house. Already made the call. Jer is going halves on it. Can't be stopped! Won't be stopped!
We are gonna play a game I like to call what the fuck is in my pocket
So turns out my new assistant isn't really my assistant. The owner needed a title for his FWB so his wife wouldn't catch on. I got a three hundred a month credit limit boost on my corporate credit card instead.
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