so this was truly a case of the blacked out leading the blacked out.
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
I have your shoes, your bike, and someones blue underwear. Round 2 tonight?
He tried to finger me at Disneyland! He tried to taint the happiest place on earth!
I can coach you back to consumption. Think of it kinda like Rocky II.
It was fun until the stripper told me it was her first day and started crying.
Actually some of the best sex I've had involved a lot of laughing.
How small IS your cock?
If it involves mee putting on a bra and discontinuing my 11 am drinking my answer is a polite fuck YOU
Hows cali? I thought of you as I shaved 1/4 of my legs last night.
Yeah I went home with her... She had me take off everything but my shirt and from across the room goes, "Now dance. Just dance that dick over here"
With 4 extra seconds dedicated to the dong.
These kind of text worry me.
I'm just down here gazing up into your ivory tower of nudes
I'll give you another blowjob if you bring me some cake.
so i went over to her house and we played crash bandicoot, ate calzones, and had sex all day. im in love.
Not to be hella graphic on main but I just came so hard I think I saw a new color.
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