I guess there's a 50 percent chance that it was her that wet my bed.
i was shrooming and she was sobbing. i was trying to be sympathetic, but i could see the veins working like worms under her skin. and then her face stripped down to the muscle.
what was she crying about?
i wanna say it was the lack of skin on her face but maybe she lost her job.
So my teacher figured out I made a drinking game out of her lecture. Once my drink was gone she let us out. Happy St. Patricks day class. Your welcome
We've shared an experience, my friend. I, too, have talked on the phone with a parent while giving a handjob
My nipple rings set off the metal detector at the courthouse this morning.
By the end of the cruise, there was literally nothing in our room he hadn't peed on.
I know. They started calling me The Incident. The hotel maids, that is.
Its time to go balls to the wall to get any good D during these last few weeks of college.
Just received a visit from the Ghost of Bad Decisions Past. Kind of weird 90% of the flashbacks happened in the same sixteen month span, the rest happened at Taco Bell.
On a better note: I'm on pace for 730 female produced orgasms in 2013.
Best feedback on my performance so far: "There are things that can't be unseen."
Dick sucking on arrival? or would you like to cash that in later?
I forgot drug dealers have families, too. Cheers to a sober, uncomfortable, slightly enraging Thanksgiving.
I feel like Captain Morgan shit all over my hopes and dreams last night...
after what u told me last night I think we're past the wtf zone and at this point u should just join me in wondering if my barista lover is a gay porn star
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