One person in the car. Three blizzards. Alot of judging.
i cant do it anymore.. every time this girl orgasms she sounds like a motorcycle
We tried. It's impossible to cum while bouncing on a trampoline. It's like trying to sneeze while keeping your eyes open.
The waitress just told me I'm asking alot. So far I've asked for a soul, an angel and carbombs
He was handing out home-made business cards that read "finger slamming bitches since 1986"\n
I'll be there in 10. I need you naked and ready. Warm up.
Two things: Why did I wake up in a pool of blood? And am I still invited to the wedding?
No idea. And yes be here at 4
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
But the guy you're fucking should not be within ten pounds of your weight when you're five fucking feet tall and he's 6'2". That's all I'm saying.
He pissed on a police station. Then expected to not be arrested. Sounds accurate.
As if finding out the man you just had sex with is married isn't bad enough, it gets so much more awkward when his wife comes in to comfort you...
I'm going to be fiscally responsible and buy a handle.
The trash can in my living room is full of Popsicle sticks and my vibrator has taken up permanent residence on my coffee table. I'm not doing anything productive. Clearly.
You got this. You survived the RA last semester (granted you almost got arrested but still.)
He's a drill sergeant! The sadomasochist in me can't resist that.
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