a strip club that doesn't allow touching or asking for sex... whats the point?
unless her vagina can tell me my horoscope in sign language, I'm not going.
i literally in my bathroom watching tv from across the hall while trying not to fall asleep with my dog keeping my feet warm. wednesday's shouldnt be like this
Ok cool. Ill pick up liquor because, well let's be honest, we don't need an excuse anymore.
you kind of just crawled on top of him. that was the point at which i became concerned with how drunk you were.
handjobs have no place on a baseball diamond
he brought me knee pads...is that sweet or weird?
honestly, i just want you to have sex with him too so that you can fully understand my appreciation of his dick as well.
Oh and my new excuse for not being able to hook up is cholera, feel free to use it
Her fortune said that she will soon be free. She's taking her bra off at the table.
Excuse me while I gouge out my eyes.
In which case my work here is done.
IT'S LIKE LOOKING INTO GOD'S VAGINA!!!!
Listening to sad Lana Del Rey songs together is an integral part of the lesbian bonding process
you found yr lighter in yr cleavage and said so that's where you've been all my life
Oh? And how would you explain this to your kids?
"Well pumpkin, when mommies and daddies have loved each other so much for a really long time, sometimes they trade off with other mommies and daddies"
It's dangerous to be this horny at work. I'm gonna stain my desk chair
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