I rubbed one out into an envelope and mailed it to her. Game point, I win.
her orgasm sounded like a fucking walrus crying.
I just asked my hair stylist how many percocets she'd do my hair for.
he just wrote my ten page research paper for tit pics. i love my boobs.
I don't understand how anyone could look at him and think, 'Yeah, that's a good idea.'
We have zombies coming, and all you can think about is cock.
I am VERY upset that you called my fiesta a waste of time.
Just finished two pages in like 20-30 mins bitches SHWAMP DRUNK LIBRARY SHWAMP
My Internet history has 23 searches for 24 hour cake. Self respect plummeting.
I smell like a skunk, but I'm okay with that.
My boobs are numb because I've been using them as stress balls
don't worry, i'm not mad. i'm just angry. and furious. and about to set your ass on fire.
Okay, the good news, found Jared, all IDs accounted for, Jack is meeting us at yours with your requested the delivery. The bad news: Lost Alice, banned from Stages, possibly fucked my TA in the bathroom.
You don't feed me, fuck me, or fulfill me.
I tried saying sorry but instead I puked down her shirt and tried to clean it up... Now I have a bruise on my forehead. good news, before she left she wrote her number on my stomach with sharpie
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