Goddamnit I hate your level headedness
I don't think I have ever been told that I am "probably too drunk to pet the stingrays" by a cop before.
I found those 18 whoppers we bought.
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
She came to college a virgin and left on court order. We ruined her.
I went out in a blaze of glory. I failed the field sobriety test by saying ABCD FUCK YOU.
I'm more concerned with the fact that he was UNconcerned that live poultry could peck him in the nutsack @ any moment of sex
Complete silence. Background Willy Wonka music. An empty back of Lay's BBQ chips. These are the ingredients for an extreme acid trip.
Idk. Im in a bed. the walls are wood. There's a deer mount.. im afraid to turn over and see who's next to me but he's violently cuddly.
She liked to slap me in the face while she was on top. All I can say is that big boobs can excuse a lot.
I remember seeing his penis I just dont know exactly what I did with it
I had to ask. I mean when you get a snap chat of a nipple you have to ask who's it is.
Like, I don't need to know your life dude. I just need you to suck my tits.
He fucked my brains out then fed me cheese and peanut butter. I might be in love.
I Never thought my late 30s would end up with me getting eaten out on a desk in the managers office of a lululemon, but I guess being a franchise owner has its perks!
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