so let's talk penis.
neither the pictures you took nor my hangover explain why there are skittles in my shoe
yeah. pants. i need to put pants on. i didn't do that last night. big mistake
He needs to realize that there's a big difference between "I love you" and "I love your dick"
He yelled out my full name in bed...I felt like I was being scolded.
Do you want the something i can tell my mom in ten year version or the you're gonna call me a whore but be proud version?
I know. I know. The man who pulled me from my mother's womb was the same man who had his fingers in my vagina today. My life is a joke. I don't know how to feel about this.
if you ever get a chance to, fuck in a lecture hall. great acoustics. highly recommend it.
And my only real exposure to Russian culture is you and Internet porn.
I'm drinking nothing but vodka and coffee for the next 48 hours. For science.
I believe in weed hangovers. To say the least.
I left the brick of cheese in your car! Keep it at Moderate Temp! It's my precious!
So shaving my butt whilst humming "be prepared" is now in my top five weirdest Friday night activities.
He has a wall filled with panties from past hook ups. So no, I didn't fuck him.
he asked me for a magic BJ...is that supposed to be different from a normal BJ?
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