I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
just got cropdusted by the delivery guy...this was not in my job description.
he fingered me, smelled his fingers, then asked me what i ate today..
IM NOT LETTING YOU PEE ON ME IF THATS WHAT YOURE GETTING AT.
sometimes when i'm drunk i choose the spanish option on the ATM to challenge myself.
I've reached the slutty point of no return. And it feels like multiple orgasms and coke lines
the outcome of this sandwich determines whether or not i do anything else with my day..
She tried to kill herself by taking a whole packet of panadol. I mean HELLO THAT'S ME EVERY SUNDAY MORNING.
He may only be 25% black, but after that sexual experience I am 100% never going back.
The guy I blew last night was pierced in multiple places. I had to use extra caution to avoid my temporary filling.
I witness him finger a girl behind the dj decks yet I'm still going to meet up with him. Wtf is my life
I would say that that is the last time I ever drink a bottle of jack in two hours, but really who am I kidding?
He said that he had extra crunchy taquitos and wanted to go down on me.. I mean how could I say no?
i found you laying on the floor staring at the ceiling and you kept muttering "why" in various inflections.
she referred to her cum as “pussy butter” so needless to say we had a good night
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