I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
He keeps apologizing for not being able to get hard when he's drunk. We havent even left the club yet.
The crazy thing is, I dont actually know where the cat is, she said something bout the back of the toilet and a sock.
in my lab write-up should i mention that i watered my plant with tequila?
It feels like I've shaved away my winter coat and my vagina is going to freeze if I go outside.
There's a treasure map on your stomach. Treasure may or may not be the clothes you lost...enjoy
I feel like everytime I call him he's either fucking or getting into trouble. It's really disturbing that he presses the answer button and then proceeds to fuck her harder.
You ass. You're not the one who bought me flowers, so obviously you will not be the recipient of the blow job of gratitude.
I only see on penis in this picture but I assume there is another lurking out of sight.
I decided I was tough enough to wax my bikini area myself. Long story short, I'll be drunk when you get home
It's like God tapped him on the shoulder and said "You are now capable of giving world shattering, tear jerking head."
We need a rematch, I think my pussy was on vacation the other night.
All right well I’m making her sugar cookies and sleeping with her husband tonight. Just another manic Monday
She started waving a nerf rifle around and demanding free booze.
Ps can u get with my cousin? He's a freshman at uconn and he's very attractive but like were related....
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