the fundamentals of my vasectemy are strong
My brain says no but my pants say off.
I just heard a girl say "We can't go that way, it is a one way street." She was on foot...Nothing worse than girl from the midwest that move to NY to "live out their dream" -the dream of living in a rat and roach infested 200sqft for $2k a month, and get fucked by some recent Ithaca college frat grad...
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
Heads up. We filled your kiddie pool with kool-aid and vodka. Things are about to get Out. Of. Hand. Quickly.
once you started introducing yourself as "running-bear" i knew you were beyond fucked up
Of course the bar would go completely silent right as I yell out "I don't have AIDS"
I swear that when we jog in the morning I can hear it slap between his thighs
17. The number of times my one night stand told me he loved me.
It's seriously like a finger. But it's a cock. I don't know what to do. I feel like I fuck him to be polite.
I just want someone to put their head on my boobs and laugh at my jokes ....
If I'm not naked in the back of a cop car having sex by the end of the night, I did something wrong..
He said when the pizza came I zip locked one slice and went to the couch and snuggled with it. Does that give you an idea of how my night was?
I dont know which is weirder.. the fact that i just watched our mom kick ass at beer pong and ride the pole like a true fire girl or the fact that ive never felt closer to her in my life.
There is a sex dungeon behind the wine cellar. This is why I hate showing foreclosures.
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