so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
I told her I had to go to work this morning, got fully dressed in a suit, walked her out, drove around the block, parked, and walked right back in my apt and went back to sleep..
can you imagine how much money lesbians save on birth control?!?
bitches.
he said I was the best sex he's ever had, handed me a burger king crown and told me to take my walk of shame with pride
he passed out on the stove with a cup in his hand. yes the pictures are hilarious
I think you're asking the wrong person. You don't understand. Like I would fuck the act of fucking itself if I could.
her bridesmaids come in huge, huger, wtf, and free willy. all their gown are strapless. its like watching the Hindenburg waddle down the isle.
yea i really dont care about the sex, i just want him to eat my vag. He has to be good at because of his tremors.
Like her Facebook page isn't even hers. It belongs to her tits. It's Titsbook
I had very briefly met him a few years ago. My friend was tired of hearing us both complain about being horny. She figured she would fuck two birds with one stone.
Then she looked me straight in the eyes and asked me if I missed my foreskin. Weirdest conversation ever.
I've never wanted anyone to have herpes as I much as I want him to right now.
I can't believe we broke the fucking lamp.
*i* can't believe believe we broke the lamp fucking.
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
Well now I’m in the bathroom puking up absinthe so guess I beat myself up over it one way or the other
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