im surounded by vag. Like smog aound LA, i am suffocating in an atmosphere of pussy
We may or may not have a drunk cat on our hands.
all you did was keep googling "what time is it" over and over and over
Just heard her singing at the school concert... I am honored my penis was touched by those pipes
The only reason I give him head is because I know i'll get a back rub.
wow.
But it's a REALLY good back rub.
He's in bed with me right now. I'm wearing a towel and all I could wish for is my freedom. And pizza.
Either I'm spending too much time drinking or my perfume is starting to smell like a pineapple vodka.
Ok well I'll be up all night studying if you need a wake up call or a place to put your penis.
In the world of sexual, erotic texting, you rank somewhere between "how much teeth do you want" and "how dry do you want it"
Then that is decided. Fuck away my little bunny rabbit.
MY TITS ARE PERFECTLY CALM.
I lost my bra, he lost his virginity. Seems like a fair trade off.
we were running around the halls trying to bloodhound search out the source of the weed smell, but we ran into six other people doing the same thing, and they all said they assumed it was us.
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
i'm not too sure if he's up to my expectations looks-wise, but in the penis department he exceeds ALL regulations.
Randomize