And now I'm afraid that I'm a pornographic eater.
I hate the awkward morning-after-I-took-your-virginity conversations.
I'm in my winter jacket and nothing else. very drunk. bring bitches.
I like your house better though. Cause it has febreeze and lube.
I don't think you have any idea how kinky that sounds.
i seriously have like 9 pictures of people taking shots out of a vag on my camera....
I found her sleepin on the side of the house in the rocks. so i woke her up and yelled at her and she would only come inside if i let her sleep in the bathroom.
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
Dude the tree smoked with me. I planted the roach with it and smiled.
I started scrolling back in our texts looking for context and a picture of your dick rose like the Great Pumpkin in the middle of my screen.
Talk about an dramatic entrance, girl rolled up on a stolen bike and was wearing heels and a dress, through it on the ground and said "you guys want a bike?" Of course i jumped on that shit, any sane person would!
We were basically fucking on the dance floor. People kept buying us drinks. It really only encouraged us.
We broke into her grandpa's pool at 2 am and I held my underwear out the window on the way home.
I just can't have sex in the car again. it's just too much
I'm a fuck boy trapped in a single mom's body.
I just racked up a fucking ginormous hospital bill because I came so hard I had an asthma attack
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