It's what's on the inside that counts(972): They probably have big open vaginas so the inside is no good
I remember going home with 2 girls. Woke up with 4.
I kinda remember trying to staple rolls of toilet paper to make a pillow, but it's blank after that.
He told me about how he pissed his pants last weekend like it was a normal part of conversation. Within 10 minutes I was going home with him. I think he put me under some kind of spell.
Phone sex soon? I mean date. Sex date. Date phone.
all 3? possibly?
I think I'm up to the challenge.
Got into Princeton. So excited about the mommy-issue-over-achieving-cock I get to ride the next 4 years!!!
Yeah I remember doing the worm in my moms room. While she's yelling at me and I'm making seagull nooises
I know how vodka works Grace. I'm drunk, not stupid.
Remember when I got punched in the face on NYE last year? I don't
McDonald's and a car nap. I feel kinda human
He's getting so into these sexts, I hate to tell him I'm fully clothes, watching Bring It On and eating chips and salsa.
Girl... I just woke up with a bloody mary in a to go cup on my nightstand and two hours late for work.. I'm sorry i can't go out on weekdays anymore. Luckily my boss was just happy i was ok
He told me to grab his penis so I did and swung it around and said “awe, it looks like the wacky inflatable tube man.
If they start to date again I refuse to help her sext him. Helping my mom sext my dad is where I draw the line.
Sunburned by dick at the nude beach. Bad. She tried to blow me. But. I. Just. Can't. Saddest day of my life.
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