For a whole 2 minutes you were convinced you were talking to my voicemail
My mom gave me a book called "why good people do bad things"
I didn't realize you were one of the "good people"
I'm really starting to miss his dick. Like so much I'm actually tempted to try and work things out with him again.
How dare you. Idk what you called me, and neither does google translate, but you better take it back.
trapped on the roof of the strip club. help
His lack of social graces and moral fiber complements mine nicely.
You know it's been awhile when the imagery of fucking AT A DENNY'S gets me really turned on.
The 4th is next week. If we don't get to a new level of high, we will be letting down George Washington.
Let's just says his mouth writes a lot of checks that his penis just can't cash. Don't waste your time.
I can't feel the bottom half of my face but i feel like our sex would be amazing
fuck you
also please return my underwear, they were one of my favourite pairs xo
Just a little. Like do I say "hey I'm the girl that's fucking your son, nice to meet you"
Our sex from this weekend should be engraved into a plaque or commemorated somehow. It was fucking amazing.
So I wore my ankle step-counter exercise thingy while I rode him. Don't fuck him- I only burned .2 pounds.
You peed on a flamingo?!?
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