Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
Is it really that bad? I heard it was like pooping. I like pooping.
i wanted a birthday blowjob. not a birthday VD.
just got a rotting pancake and bacon in the mail from your address....
I'm about to take my first shit since thursday. I'm scared. pray for me. If I don't make it, tell my family I love them.
who do i root for if I want Christiano Ronaldo to win the world cup on a team by himself and then bang chicks on the pitch?
he met me at the airport with a welcome home sign with a grilled cheese, PBR and a blow job on it. i missed america.
I'm cheerleading for traffic. people are staring. Why am i the only high person on the way to class?
I dont care if he cant spell. Illiterate people need blowjobs too
His tongue was like Jesus himself was blessing my boobs for eternal ecstasy.
I'm not so sure Jesus approves of such activities, but ok.
Please acknowledge the sock on the door. If not it will be rammed up your ass.
It was a perpetual wrestle for who got to be on bottom. Laziest hookup ever.
Girl I love you like I've been drinking all day
Also, did you really start discussing the weather in the middle of telling you my sexual fantasy about you?
I bought a mink out of the back of some guy's van on my walk home from the bar yesterday
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