your room smells of hookers.
And success
dude. I'm so drunk.
pete, this is bryce's mom
I can't wait to have my cock in your ass
pete, this is still bryce's mom
so chris just stuck his hand between rachel's legs and yelled 'TROUT!' and we were like...you're wasted
Definitely got drunk and sent her a literal picture of my asshole. I titled it " you"
Also I smoked away my sore throat last night. It's a 420 miracle.
Noooo. We thought it would be funny for him to wake up buried in the sand. But we just remembered about the whole high tide thing and it's dark and it's pretty damn hard to find an unconscious head sticking out of the sand. Just help us out
I'm using the bullet from my cock ring to massage out my tmj lock jaw from giving too much head.
We woke up in the room with a hamburger patty on the bed side table, one bun across the room, and the other bun under my pillow. Still don't know who ordered room service.
Why is it that every study session with you turns into a hunt for drugs?
I'm so fucking horny right now If I blink I might cum
Final Summary: could he eat a lit sparkler? Probably. Could he do it while peeing off the roof? I'll tell you when you get to the ER.
At one point I yelled "THIS IS MY PENANCE FOR EVERYTHING I'VE DONE WRONG" and started saying Hail Marys
We could have mediocre awkward sex or mediocre stunted/awkward/uncomfortable banter. The possilities are relatively finite
WHERE THE FUCK AM I? AND WHO PUT DUCK TAPE ON MY NIPPLES! MY NIPPLES!!!!!!
Wait til you see what we did to Dave. Hairy bastard will never be the same
The sex was so good we high-fived after.
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