I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
Last night I apparently send my boss a picutre of my boobs. On the bonus part I got a raise today. So I just want to thank your parents for naming you Jeff cuz if I was not so hammered last night I would have sent it to the right one.
Every time you buy a sobe you buy a bong.
How come ATM is perfectly acceptable, yet not washing your hands after you poo is socially reprehensible?
We're having the conversation about what happened last night, all we can come up with is that we came home, drank two litres of lemonade, I took one of her seizure pills and we fell asleep with sabrina the teenage witch on
if he wont fuck me on the stairamster then i dont think theres much XXX shit going down
If we laid all the dicks that's have been inside of us end to end it would be as tall as 4 story building. 40 feet of dicks.
My heart feels like a grape in a barrel about to be crushed into wine
Like I want to yell at him for pissing on my floor but there's still a chance its my pee....
Come on kid, foreplay is elementary stuff. It's a vagina, not a sphinx.
A huge penis doesn't warm the soul. Or that's what I've had to tell myself.
He says it takes a lot to subdue the urge to just bury his face in my vagina. Of course, I have absolutely no problem with this.
No no no, I want to share him with you. Think of it as me sharing a piece of delicious pie with you. He was THAT GOOD.
I didn’t want to see that boob. I told her not to show me but she said “no, I’m going to show you”
Just saw a commercial for non alcoholic baileys cream. WHAT THE HELL IS THE POINT?!
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