First thing I heard on the radio when I got in the car: "humans and dinosaurs used to live happily together"... I need to stop listening to Christian radio...
Lots of explosions. Minor nudity. Full penetration and lots of tuxedos.
Internet sex stories have completely ruined the word sopping for me.
He had a beer bottle in each of his back pockets and was on rollerblades. All I remember is following him for about 10 minutes
He kept insisting that I was going to have an orgasm but it just felt like he was rubbing sand paper on my vagina
I maybe late, he's in a peeing contest with the neighbor's dog. Currently he's in the lead.
The pastor just stopped the sermon to lay hands on me. THAT hungover.
Not drinking has really freed up a lot of my time. I made a bracelet yesterday. I miss bars.
My mouth taste like pussy and my dad noticed. Hahahaha
We have a vagina exchange agreement. Neither of us can hook up with any of our own law firm's summer associates. So we have a scout and referral program and invite each other to the other firm's summer events. Criss-cross!! Works every summer.
either i huffed spraypaint or ate out that makeup artist. you decide.
Where were you last night, and why am I not surprised that drag queens were involved?
he was like captain planet, but less blue and more nakeed
I have no reason to put on pants anymore. This is my new reality.
I aimed for bossy but it came out slutty
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