I have no voice and feel like lukewarm beer.
the whole time he was cumming, he did the joey lawrence WHOA. over and over. WHOA. WHOA. WHOA. WHOA.
I just had a flashback of 4:30am: me hugging the toilet bowl and you handing me a jar of pickles to open. There is something seriously wrong with us.
Showering in my swimsuit in hopes of getting the beer smell out.
I'll be honest. I knew what I was getting into. I'm not proud, but I'll be damned if I'm ashamed. 6 month draught is over. That's justice.
Trust me man, I did not put any cookies down your pants when you slept.
I really have a thing for Greek chicks; I feel like while we are having sex she has the ability to make hummus which is just too appealing for me to pass up.
So random question. Does beer act the same as other alcohol disinfectants?
Didn't have the heart to tell him that while he was eating my ass I was laughing, not moaning, into the pillow
There's times when I just want to bottle my farts for later they're so insane.
Nothing like being naked and confused and clutching a scented candle...at least I woke up in my own bed though.
No fucking Jell-O shots or meth. Those are the rules
I wanna riverboat gamble on your vaginal waters. Just sayin
WE ARE DOING DRUGS AND GOING TO THE STRIP CLUB SATURDAY LADIES
I’m going down on him like an Oompah Loompah on roller skates.
That makes no sense, but good luck
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