still doesn't change the fact you were dunking your sock in the toilet.
You couldn't hold yourhead up but you managed to unzip my zipper. That's skill..
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
Rick Santorum just suspended his campaign. Lets celebrate by watching gay pornography together.
You should kill a bro for me and drag his carcass home so I can study him.
Just FYI, by the transitive property my breasts have now touched the Stanley Cup.
I just almost caught my floor on fire, then decided I could put it out with my knuckles! So I'm doing good!
I can hear my family downstairs singing Christmas carols as I masturbate
I'm excited I love mornings when I'm not sober
Well, I was asked to leave the Waffle House for "being to physical" so I think that option is off the table
Adulthood is making your own puke bucket.
He said his fantasy involved both of us fucking while stuffed into the same overalls
I told her my hands felt like they touched the sun, never been that stoned before
coming down from speed on a 5 hour flight home from vegas is not a valid reason for calling off work the next day
so i said i had a yeast infection
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