He seemed more like the type to get donkey punched by a she-male hooker to me
dont touch anything in my room. If its phallus shaped, i can almost guarantee its been in my vagina.
I just used my thong as a hair tie. I think I reached my limit.
He was rambling about life and dignity and happiness. but all i kept thinking was PENIS. YOU HAVE A PENIS. I CAN SHOW YOU WHERE TO PUT THAT PENIS.
I just dont think you can meet a stranger after youve heard them cum through the walls though
You were high and telling me you felt like Pinocchio and that fire was bad for wood.
You working tonight?
Keg. Hottub. Wearimnh a 8th graders bikini. Mess
She stopped mid hookup to ask me if we'd be done before Taco Bell closed.
Just walked into the bathroom and looked straight ahead and made eye contact with a guy taking a shit through the crack in the stall door...
He yelled "HOO-ah!" like Al Pacino when he pulled down his pants. Trust me, he has every right to.
His chest is so hairy i want to pet it with my nipples.
her nickname was handjob. I knew what i was getting into.
You are not allowed to sing ever again, my ears are still ringing.
her idea of a romantic time is a bottle of jager, some Guacamole and chips.
can't go wrong with guac.
I love you.
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