I want to dip my vagina in sugar. Not only will it be sweet, but it will have a nice sparkle.
i don't care how ready and willing she is. she is where penises go to die
I've ID'd the nipple biter.
I found your bra. How you get it off the satellite dish is your problem.
When I take mushrooms I can feel your presence down there. I can feel where Africa is too.
I'm looking at some sugar baby profiles to get some insight on what we're up against.
If his smile makes you freak out and drop things imagine what his penis could do
you look like you're about to get down on your knees and give america the business.
Reports of my death were greatly exaggerated.
He drinks vodka like healthy people drink water and I wanted to have his adopted gay babies. That's all. I'm going to go find him and potentially propose.
You don't understand. On her lunch break she sits on the roof, stares into the sky, and chain smokes. I can't get on her level. She is made up of java monsters with whiskey and a voice that sounds like sex.
You need to stop crushing on your boss or fuck her.
You gave me the best orgasm of my life. I'm buying you a house
I'm constantly crying, and now I start crying every time I masturbate which is a fun development.
Now all I have unanswered questions and a fucked up finger
Please stop telling my mom she doesn't have nipples when she's been drinking. You know shell show you. Forcefully.
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