Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
You can't just hum the Jaws theme song when you pull down my pants.
I'm practically paying him in tacos to have sex with me.
Its only fair we share our golden vaginas with the world. It would be selfish if we didn't.
The mystery gender stripper never showed up with that party burrito last night.
In either case, seeing now as it's basically two couples, unless we're planning to have a good old fashion orgy I think this isn't going to work out so well.
We told you to go get more fire wood and you came running back with a log that was on fire, not drunk at all.
he came during what was supposed to be the foreplay blowjob. there goes my evening.
I'm not breaking up with him because his husky is having puppies.
I hope so much that you got average or above average dick tonight because I wish you the best
so is it socially acceptable to send her an "i got my man back you whore" card?
That girl is like a master class on how to be an unlovable crazy person.
Sustenance and doggy style.. the only two things I need
I just spent 30 minutes plucking my 2 month grown out pubes with tweezers so I’m hope your night is going better than mine
How was the tequila? Are you making bad decisions yet?
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