if only i could text you this smell
im not picky. i just want someone whod go down on me while im writing my psych midterm paper. thats not a lot to ask.
these marshmallows taste like mayonnaise. like playing tetris on a gameboy, that's what these marshmallows mean.
He just stared me dead in the eye as he continued to beat off. Then said "you were going to catch me sooner or later".
Ive only just recently decided that NOT fucking you would be best for both of us.
I just gave myself a sponge bath with your sock. I hope you don't mind.
that is terrible, if I can't drink Gatorade when I'm hungover I don't wanna live in this world. that's like denying wild rams to run free in the wild and frolic
The spirit of America is being too hungover to celebrate America right?
Bud... Did you mean to tweet a picture of your dick? If not just letting you know.
Yeah, I'm just gonna try to repress that and remember him for his big dick and perfect jawline.
His baby mama found the pictures of us, she couldn't see my face but she could see my asshole. So I'm safe.
I'm literally in the bathroom for two minutes and I walk out to a random dude with his face in your tits
I mean I'd assume the strange looks are on account of the fact that I'd imagine people normally don't stink of booze on an 8:14am flight.
Bring beers. The password is "I brought beers" but you can't come in if you're a liar
I have filthy fantasies involving his tongue. My vagina almost exploded while he was licking that ice cream cone.
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