it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
remember the good old days of high school when a half gal would last for more than a nite
there's chicken and sequins in our bathroom sink. part of me almost wants to know what happened
I love the moment a guy admits defeat against the front clasping bra.
I traded my shirt for vodka. I wonder if my parents can pinpoint where they went wrong raising me.
No more fucking baseball tools. Walk-of-shamed home in only a pinstriped jersey and a Red Sox SnapBack.
Remind me to tell you a really funny story about me and arson.
It's 4/20. I'm not too worried about "healthy"
I caught a glimpse of his penis. I can only imagine what your mom's vagina goes through because of that penis
Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Thankfully for you that list does not include male models.
I guess I just don't understand how the two main issues with your ex involve a cock ring and a Christmas tree
I was thinking we could get together and exchange gifts, and by gifts I mean orgasms.
I can guarantee he will smoke me out and I won't feel bad about it because he gets to touch my butt.
Remember the guy with the pretty voice that gave us crabs?
My butthole is tingling. Must be the grapefruit juice
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