Reach down the front of your pants and feel around for a while. When you find your balls, leave the library and meet me at the bar.
please stop referring to my baby as "your little fucker"
thanks for showing me a good time......and your penis a few times. Thanks especially for that.
After all you put him through, I think it was only right that you saluted the bartender when you left.
He said "I wish they sold 40's in bars".. and a business plan came to mind. Maybe I CAN do something with my degree...
the story is to long to tell you via txt so when you notice the tattoo on your ass call me.
We just laid there in bed together, petting his dick and repeating, "IT FEELS LIKE VELVET!!!"
I'm so hungover it hurts to blink.. oh sweet merciful Christ what have I done
I was loaded. my pee still has a hint of lime
I mean with a sentence like that I knew I would be cumming
I'll miss you, too. On the bright side, a night away from one another might give me a chance to recup seminal fluids.
Nah I think he's a bit weirded out I worked out where he lives from a Facebook photo
I swear I get as excited about the sound of a condom wrapper as my cat gets when she's getting a can of food.
Why is there a whip in the kitchen?
I'm not going out, it's sweat pants and gallon vodka night at my place and I'm the only one on the guest list.
This is because you lost at fooseball isn't it?
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