no, he's only a walking dick if he mans up. right about now he's just a walking transgender.
It's noon and i am somehow drinking by myself in a jazz tent in broad daylight.
He is drunkenly eating my teddy grahms and making little growling noises as he bites the head off of each one.
We were in the shower and he sat down an wouldn't do anything. I'm so glad he manscapes. It made washing his balls less awkward.
I bet. I bought a surfboard and a kite and filled my camelback with vodka-tonics. Let's do this
she tried to douche with champagne. in front of all of us. unabashedly.
You need to simmer down or I'm going to buy you a labia leash.
By the way, playing "guess who I had sex with last night" was a great way to start a Thursday, or any day
Im just using you for your dick and your superb survival skills if needed.
He sent me a recycled dick pic! He could at least use one without sunlight in it, considering it's 10pm
It wasn't a great time! You grabbed me, picked me up, and make me pee in the sink!
I was gonna make a strong case for you to be my midnight kiss, but poptarts sound good too
I know where his drugs are but not my pants
A world without bacon flavored condoms is not one I want to live in.
I can't go to Fassler and not immediately think about you licking a guys wife's butthole in the family restroom
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