My grandpa is talking about laundry and he asked if i could run a "small hot load." Wow. I had to leave the room.
You were face down, at your computer, surrounded by beer bottles listening a bagpipes version of amazing grace.
remeber the saying "bad choices make good memories" dude our bad choices dont even make memories.
The only bad thing about this relationship... my forearm strength is dwindling
His dick is hereby named Charles Dickens. Will's is less cerebral. I'd like to call it Pinnacle like the vodka we drank when we hooked up, but I feel like that's a compliment it doesn't deserve.
Man my junk looks like a mangled grapefruit right now, this shit sucks.
This is gonna be a long day for my vagina and I
It's getting to the point where my ability to get dick pix during the work day is impressing even me. Take that, adulthood!
Oh hell no my vagina is on that screenshot
When the sex is so good, you need three fans and have to chug a gallon of water after
They said you went back in for 30 minutes and were walking with your arms out like an eagle soaring
just woke up on the floor with a bottle in my hand. and by bottle, i mean a baby bottle. half filled with tequila.
Why does 10AM Spanish always turn into a discussion about my sex life?
Looks like taco salad for lunch. I may have died and gone to be better circle in hell than I thought.
fucking him is like fucking old faithful. you could set your watch by his orgasms.
Randomize
