I may have told her we're dating for a handjob, Fake tits are overrated.
there is a priest convention in the hotel. i feel like god is laughing at me.
That's the last time I fill my pockets with sushi.
Is it bad that I was more upset about not getting the perfume he told me he had bought for me then the actual breakup?
She sucked my dick when I had a concussion. It was the coolest feeling ever but the doctor said it was a bad idea. He's obviously gay.
If I won't even leave the house for sex tonight. I definetly not going out for anything else.
i figure now that we're number one party school im obligated to black out at least 4 days a week. andddd go.
I pretty much envision me eating a turkey leg whilst fucking you. I have priorities.
Think of this as an opportunity. Like Jesus just opened up his closet, and inside is an endless supply of huge, beautiful cock.
Awkward, walking to my bootycall's hotel room and run into my dad leaving his. Just nodded to each other and went on our ways
I will buy you batman underwear babe. I'll make sure you wear them every time we have to adult.
After the day I've had, I can't decide if donuts or fireball would be the appropriate priority.
I just want an early 40-something dude who is vaguely unencumbered, professionally driven and wants to put me in a ball gag.
Where do you think your fantastically immense lady-boner for men in uniform comes from?
Only you would try street racing in a Volvo.
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