That's the secret to virgins: blizzards.
i was rollin on her like bob the builder
My tits are coming out a minimum of ten times
i was playing the convince him im sober game through texting. i spelled most of the words right. i hope.
i feel like i am carryihg a baby. a baby made of alcohol.
Currently doing my walk of shame down a floating dock. No more guys who live on a boat EVER AGAIN
I don't believe u have enough text space to describe the dimensions of his penis.
You may see me wearing your shirt to class. It's because I still have the spins and I'm anticipating throwing up on it. Asshole.
Uhm; your sign says 'Welcome to KFC' and for some reason I can't seem to open the door.
Blacked out last night, but left myself a note that said "oops on oops on oops" that can never be a positive
we were making out in my truck and while she was straddling me she informs me that she jerks off horses for a living. Should I be concerned or flattered?
This is what happens when you leave: I get all vulnerable and I make out with the cowboy to shut him up about Jesus.
I don't know what to do about my nipple.
I woke up in the bathtub with money shoved down my pants. I must've done something right.
I got eaten out in the igloo at snow-kings castle last night.My thighs were literally melting ruts in the ice bench.Definitely colder than the minus 40 blowjob at Desiree's wedding
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