I'm half single.
Please tell me it's the bottom half.
you're like the ceasar milan of boners... you understand them on a different level.
So you started off by saying "no homo," but patting his crotch and saying his jeans fit him wonderfully may have overshadowed that.
We found a swing set....it's in the front yard.
Sry I came all over your dress. Think of it as a Vegas souvenir.
I mean, I love her. But not "I'll have a threesome with her." Type of love.
The only thing I'm asking santa for is my period.
And vodka?
And vodka.
I've never seen a guy eye-fuck someone so hard in my entire life. I thought he would develop laser vision, bore holes into your body, and not even realize your innards would be spilling everywhere. That's how bad it was.
You strapped the bucket of KFC into the carseat and refused to let me drive over 20 miles per hour the whole ride home. That high.
I dealt with the imported moonshine, but when the cocaine came out, I had to get the fuck out of there
I pretended to be blind and he pretended to be my assistant and long story short, we had to buy that bra and panty set, and now we're both banned from Victoria's Secret AND I have a cum stained demi cup.
dude if looks could fuck you two would've been naked in front of everybody
I have dined. Now I want to get fucked.
Yo I'm lookin at the cows. They're just fucking docile things
Last time I had a one night stand he ended up stalking me for two months.
So you're not picking up this weekend?
This weekend, I am Angela, visiting from Calgary. We'll have to roleplay this.
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