I woke up with my face in a pile of pancakes and 3000 mistakes.
Terrible. Enormous nipples with a small ring of boob on the outside. It looked like a tittie eclipse
I look like a poor person in the cast of Gay Oliver.
Sometimes I think that I have too much self esteem
Then I realize that I'm just really fucking pretty.
Jeff just maced a waitress...it's way too early for this.
I bought this skirt with every intention to have it wrapped around my tits by the end of the night. So, I'm not a whore. I'm a self-fulfilling prophecy.
I'm just saying, asking "Are you happy with me?" during a handjob is simply unfair and scientifically inadmissiable.
I am not going to ask my mother to pause a movie so I can have phone sex.
One of us will probably end up wearing nothing but glow/ neon body paint and a pair of water wings...
And I am in no way ashamed to say that it will most likely be me. I'm hoping for it actually.
YES. YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE SEX WITH ME WHILE I SING LES MIS.
i don't know why he's complaining, i'm the one with four hickeys on my ass.
I sent him a tit pic with the caption, "Mt. Arie and Mt. Hola are ready for expedition." Too nerdy?
You have to give it to him that he fucked me out of the dull weekdays.
He sent me a picture of his cock that seemed to indicate that we were still on good terms.
How was it?
Incredible. Everyone in the world should be having the kind of sex I've been having.
He should write a pamphlet or something...
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