remind me tomorrow that nothing happen between me and the guy who's shirt i'm wearing
..now you can marry chaz and be in cher's family..
yeah n i dont have to pretend to be into chicks to do it now...
He ate me out. It was like watching him trying to win a pie eating contest
There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
Even if he doesn't call, at least I can say i fucked a mascot.
When we woke up, I asked if we could play "what does your name rhyme with".....he said 'bave' thank god it was easy
her idea of "friends with benefits" is her doing my laundry. i'm cool with it.
I don't think he realizes it but he was stroking the faucet while he was talking to me.
just when i thought we would make it home without incident he tried to walk a police dog
oh god was she eating orange peels again
He makes this seasoned whore feel like a novice. I've met the one.
He tried to tip me with his police badge...
and you didn't accept WHY?!
He played with my boobs the whole time we watched Scott Pilgrim and then started invited others to play with them too. It reminded me of how my mom gives out my french fries without asking.
You popped the Plan B pill then clapped twice, said "mischief managed" and headed tward the bar.
Yeah, I've hit on priests at bars, too. Such a shame, there are a lot of hot men out there who've devoted themselves and their glorious genitalia to the Lord -_-
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