i permit you to call me
the jail released me with 39 mardi gras beads. I need details.
Still at the library. i hate tax accounting so much that i've started calling it potions...
I do have sympathy for you. It's just not going to manifest as a blow job.
how you manage to cockblock me from 500 miles away still baffles me.
He just asked me to pee through my panties while he watched. I might need more tequila for this one.
I'm in his phone as "nashville blowjob" he also has "cleveland blowjob" "vegas blowjob" etc. i'm okay with this.
Sex tent. say it aloud its amazing. promise you we rnt stoned.
As girls, Bert & Ernie are not very bangable costumes. At least not by who we'd want to get banged by.
I was kidding. But I promise you I'd still find us the most eligible bangables, even if we dressed up like a dumpster and a prom night baby.
I think her version of saying goodnight was being flung over a guys shoulder as he said, "Bitch. You don't need no shoes."
I say go for the trifecta and maybe you'll get a medal or something. Or a baby. That's like the same thing right?
I feel I must have sex with him first to fully decide where my vagina belongs.
I refuse to go to a doctor for a sex injury, not when I've come so far already
Can you masturbate to someone liking your instagram picture?
IF THE SUNS NOT EVEN OUT THEN WHY IS HIS DICK OUT WTF
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