He said "ride me pocahontas" while I was on top of him last night
My mom is purposely blasting Shania Twain downstairs so I can't jack off.
we already have meals planned for the weekend.
SEMEN IS NOT A MEAL.
The doctor told me if I woke up with a broken foot and don't know how it happened, I might want to look into getting treatment.
She's an honest to god fucking ballerina. She did things I don't have names for.
So as I left the Australian's hotel room, I said "Welcome to America. You're going to do just fine here."
I still can't believe he came down from his hiding place in the tree voluntarily because he didn't want us to have to talk to the cops alone...
This is how baked we were last night. Our drinking game: We stare at each other; first one to laugh drinks.
I can't name a single part of my body that isn't sore. Who says break up sex is bad sex?
Besides he said his dick was as big as a loaf of bread and that it was broken. So I was like u have half a head of hair and a broken dick that looks like bread. No thanks. Im good.
The entire state will know me by my boobs.
If your gig isn't over in 30 minutes I am coming on that stage to come on your dick.
She's got Mike in the bathroom. He's covered in meat.
He called me Kitten either just because or he figured out my old s&m life. Either way huge turn on.
I feel like hooking up with you on my floor, sneaking out my window and jumping a fence is an effort that deserves a happy birthday.
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