Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
she'd have to be at LEAST a cup size bigger for me to even consider putting up with her voice
I was so high I couldnt even listen to music i was terrified of the potential knowledge i would gain.
She referred to her collection of sex toys as an "arsenal." I'm not sure whether to be scared or excited....
I'm not gonna not go for it, she's foreign and pulled a shotglass out of her thong.
You're my spirit guide. This has to do with oatmeal cream pies.
I am never taking advice from you again. The high heels in the shower were a bad idea. I orgasmed and almost drowned.
It's gotten to the point that the dirty talk in my head when I touch myself has your accent
You're right. Single life welcomed me back with open arms. It's like it knew it wasnt going to be long when I left.
I was going to say I needed the exercise but now all I can think about is BJs
My work here is done
There are some things you can ever unsee. And walking in on your dad jerking off is one of those things.
I faked more orgasms with him then ever should be allowed for someone this pretty.
you gave me money for the cab and then walked home..
You left me a really long voicemail saying, "Hey, it's meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." and then the rest is just loud laughter
so i'm with my friends driving on the highway and just saw a guy in the car next to us sucking on a dildo. can't make this shit up.
Randomize