I want to stick my p in your. b.
he clicked a button a stirrups came down from the ceiling... if I don't come home by sunday, report me.
yeah that always happens. i'm like the where's waldo of parties. i never even know where the fuck i'm at.
he asked me if i would dance for him to make it easier for him to jack off. does that answer your question.
Your ability to be a slut in your nightmare astounds me
I thinking of taking all of the pics of his dick that he's sent me and making a calendar.
gave you a haircut while you slept. Please don't kill me.
So the drug dealer I'm sleeping with just got drugs from the other drug dealer I'm sleeping with
Isn't life beautiful?
This football player keeps talking about his drunk dad. I think he may start crying. Does this deserve a roll tide?
we played a my little pint drinking game. It was awesome.
It was like we had a conversation with our eyes.
Was it a good conversation?
It was an awkward, sexual conversation.
You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel.
It's like sleep walking but with blowjobs
I'M HANGING OUT WITH THE DRUG DEALER UPSTAIRS JUST SO I CAN STEAL HIS WIFI PASSWORD, I HOPE Y'ALL LOVE ME.
Angels sing when his face is between my thighs. I came 3 times before he even came up for air.
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