Just so you know, the bottle of red gatorade is NOT GATORADE. It is definitely someone's puke. I hope nobody else makes the same mistake I did.
I guess I tried to spit on a homeless man on the walk home...Out. Of.Hand.
Dude I swear I heard "geet out!!!" when I went down on her. I shouldve listened.
I have a question: does pizza dipped in chili sound good or am I just really high?
Is it really road head if took place on kayaks in the river?
We play this game where we catch up on what we missed over five years of not talking to eachother, then we have sex like nothing ever happened.
My vagina was just really confused why you weren't inside it
You just referred to a pillow with a stolen bra strapped to it as "she". Let that sink in for a minute.
I'm getting drunk by myself again. But I'm not shotgunning any of them. That's self-restraint, right?
Well my summer has already been productive. I partially caused a divorce.
Even his sexts are poetic. He said breasts instead of tits so I'm gonna lock this shit down asap
I don't think Buddha would recommend a sexscpade across Mexico
right now I am washing the alcohol and shame off from last night
I'm completely creeped out. He's dressed as me. And thinks it's funny.
How do I sound like a lady while communicating the fact that I want his dick in my mouth?
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