bang him and never speak to him again. also, queef in his face.
i dont this its possible to queef on command.
well, if it werent for her you wouldnt have gotten a handjob in the middle of the bar. so, maybe you should thank her too.
Stripper pole. Sore legs. More vaca money.
His penis will pick the quickest route to vagina. it's like an biological onstar.
He kept making me pretend I was his personal trainer. When I swallowed his cum he made me pretend I was drinking a protein shake. Thats actually what it tasted like.
I got rejected. By another girl. At a red light. In front of seven shirtless cyclists in the middle of the night. How is that normal?!?
Hate is such a strong word! I prefer to think that you strongly dislike me due to the honesty I show towards your routine shortcomings of success in life.
At this point can I suggest a mail away bride. You judge Nick but you are a strange dude and that may be your ticket.
My middle name is suave and my vagina shoots rainbows, what else would you expect?
All together there was 318 cigarette butts in the pool... And my microwave.
We left the knife in your bed.
We've been watching Scooby Doo and having sex for the past 36 hours, so life is great
I feel like any time there's that much rope, lingerie, and horse masks on the ground, it's safe to say it was a great night
I climbed to the top of a stripper pole and touched the ceiling. Accomplishment?
Best night if my life? Time I got eaten out in the backseat of a M5 while eating White Castle. Then he fucked me. Perfect
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