I am choosing my outfit based on how fast I can get it off. Please help.
I seriously fake cumming more than i poop.
we seriously had to hang a plastic bag on his ears so he could throw up right into it.
Her tits were the only thing that upgraded her from "no way in fuck" to "drunken mistake"
I'm in his phone as "nashville blowjob" he also has "cleveland blowjob" "vegas blowjob" etc. i'm okay with this.
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
I think the solution to your phobia is an open relationship with your dildo. about the same responsibility as a pet rock
FYI your bra is now hanging in the hallway as a trophy.
Omg this is like trying to sleep on a pile of ballsacks.
My dick looks like crazy bread
pics are now mandatory
You are under a naked attack watch for the whole weekend. Shelter in place.
I recently had a rabies scare because I thought putting socks on my hands to pick up a squirrel that got in my house was a good idea.
We're going to brunch on Super Bowl Sunday. I am not a smart man.
My heart says buy the granny panties, but my vagina says don't throw in the towel yet.
boys just don't understand what they're missing out on.
he's missing out on my boobs looking marvelous this evening.
Randomize
