Black lace...the rest is up to ur imagination
i was just texting to let you know that my facebook chat is working again so you can talk to me more. please talk to me more.
why did u have a candy cane hung on your dick in the first place?
she has a santa fetish
cute.
I kept whispering "I love it when you call me big papa" until she got annoyed and left
just went back to the bar and asked if they found a shoe last night.
I'm going to have to take an awkward trip to the front desk to ask them if they found a pair of turquoise shorts and an "I'm the Mom" sweatshirt.
Thats not what we're looking for. I want this kid to suck a lolly pop out of a stripper's snatch.
Why are you surprised? I've only ever liked older guys since I was a 3 yr old crushing on her pediatrician.
I spent the day drinking wine and meditating. I'm zen as fuck.
I feel like we need to find him and explain that if the two of them would just fuck he'd understand.
Tbh the only thing I was fully concerned about from the dream was what type of fucked up parallel universe doesn't have Coca-Cola
I hate when pubes grow back. My mons is a warzone.
I'll start working on my manners when you stop using please and thank you in the bedroom.
Since moving to the suburbs, all I do is fuck my ex and watch cartoons. It's not so bad.
You tried to eat your way through the wall. Like you literally tried to eat drywall and insulation.
Randomize
