I think I died a long time ago.
This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
Are you kidding me. My sex life has diminshed to having wet dreams about jerking off.
They have to be talking about me. I never heard that statement until I was born.
I imagine anything that isn't a dilldo attached to a jackhammer, powered by a generator won't be amazing enough for you
You said you couldnt get the condom on but "its the thought that counts"
I feel like I'm taking part in a surprise porno. At least my hair looked good.
we all took turns holding you up and pretending that you were simba and that we were presenting you to the jungle
I was looking threw the photos on my phone. There is 8 different ones of us peeing on things.
My neighbors are white girl rapping to Hamilton again...
Remember the time you puked your contact lens out?
It's only 10am and I doubt my day could get much worse. During my 9am meeting I had to sit between my boss who I fucked for my promotion and the guy he walked in on me fucking on the copier
I'm doing the walk of shame into my therapists office wearing his clothes...I guess go big or go home
Hangover and judgement, the breakfast of champions.
I need some buff guys to cuddle me and call me precious
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