he mailed me a thank you note for the blowjob.
Heads up. We filled your kiddie pool with kool-aid and vodka. Things are about to get Out. Of. Hand. Quickly.
Have thirty minutes until my shift starts. My heart says liquor store but my future says no
all i remember is that her bootyshorts said 'shameless' and that there was no turning back.
No. He just yelled "youre having one more orgasm!" So he made that happen and then he rolled over and went to sleep.
No. Her boobs are the one spot of warmth in my life right now and I will not let you take them from me.
When I left you, you were walking into a room with a half naked girl. When I returned 2 minutes later, you were locked out of the room naked and she was screaming obscenities from inside. How do you manage to make every girl hat you?
If I don't have the money by then, I'll pay you in sex.
It's going to be 23.5 times of sex and 19 blow jobs. I just googled it.
When he texted me, I got a little wet. Until he asked me to get Jimmy Johns before I got to his house.
I look like a bag of dicks so if you could ugly yourself up that'd be great.
I have so many feelings about this burrito
ive started thanking my toys after masturbating. might be time to get some fuck boys
I don't really care where everyone ended up, but is everyone alive and not in jail?
Not in jail
Alive?
I feel like hooking up with you on my floor, sneaking out my window and jumping a fence is an effort that deserves a happy birthday.
Dad smells like hangovers and 65 years of bitterness
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