how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
he put his p in my v, then his p in my a, and then tried to put the p in my m? first, double dipping is rude. second, i'm glad he finished shortly after that, i'm afraid of where he'd try to stick it next. my ear?
yeah, we don't understand. the wings losing for guys is like girls finding objects in their body..just weird and sad
I feel uncomfortable when she gargles my jizz.
you refused to come out of the bathroom until i asked you in spanish
He's in bed with me right now. I'm wearing a towel and all I could wish for is my freedom. And pizza.
found a rock and smashed the sliding glass door. home safe. screen door is locked so we're good.
You fuck like a mechanic. That is the universe telling you that is your true calling. Take this as a sign.
Please tell me that is you having sex in my car in my driveway and not a complete stranger.
I think I'm going to contact pbr and see if they'll sponsor our dreams
Can I please come dance in my bra to destiny's child with you? I'll bring the wine and the glitter
I'm still pretty stoned. There are mini rice cakes in my robe pocket to snack on in the shower.
I feel like I should remember what we did after leaving the party because apparently a llama was involved, but all I can manage is the part where I asked you to cuff my ankle to the bed so I wouldn't backflip away.
I feel like I hate him but his dick too bomb to hate completely
Why do so many fanfic writers want to see hockey players get pregnant?
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