Apparently I was playing rock paper scissors against myself for 2 hours in the bathroom mirror.
She recited Pi throughout ever orgasm she had....she said it was a game she likes to play...how far she gets is how she judges her lovers...I am oddly turned on by this...
Blood drive hookups: you will probably faint during the sex, but at least you know neither of you has AIDS
My hanfda are one with the u niverse and I am cirretnly inhaling a couch
She's dressed as a slutty goth schoolgirl. Those are my three favorite things. God himself could not give me whiskey dick.
My boobs are feeling quite sensitive so I told them, " you is smart, you is kind, you is important" that should do the trick.
Andy was trying to screw his door shut from the inside so no one could get in.
What the hell do I have to give up to manifest a dick
There comes a point, as I lay on the floor of the work disabled toilets contemplating catching 10 minutes sleep between chunders, that I wonder if its really worth it
I can already tell, the amount of fun I'm having right now is not nearly going to compensate for the amount of "let us never speak of this again" I'm gonna have tomorrow
I mean it's a good blow job, but it's not worth the four hour round trip.
I definitely don't remember licking the drag queens boob.
I wonder how many people I can tell that he has one nut before he finds out it's me spreading it.
its the pipe that keeps on giving. Just when I think it's done, I scrape just enough. It's a st. Patrick's day miracle!
Enough talk of my burning loins. How is your day?
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