TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
An eyelash just fell out into my container of rice. Searching for it, i took a single piece of rice out at a time coming to the coclusion that i should not be this high while eating rice.
i don't understand how she was down there for so long, she's like a mermaid, a blowjob giving mermaid.
This girl would not stay down. It was like night of the living dead. She kept on rising up to haunt anything with a penis
Look if you're not going to be mine and take care of my needs, I'm going to fuck your sisters.
I no longer see him as a simple set of male genitalia attached to a very sexy body. The title "trophy fuck" seems wrong. Damn.
I told him I'd clean his cock if he ever sent my GF another text message. It was a horrific time for me to miss the l key on my iPhone.
Thank you for caring about my cervix.
At the bar, some guy bumped into you and you screamed "hey, don't touch what you can't afford sunshine!"
I told him that if he cleaned the bathroom, I'd blow him. You could eat off the toilet. Seriously, get over here. This is the cleanest you'll ever see it.
Just spilled a coffee mug full of scolding hot oatmeal on my bare dick. Hope you're having a good Friday night too.
What kind of paramedic is he, some dude is dying back there and he's trying to get laid
It's something you'd find in the room outside of Ben Carson's sex dungeon
I keep finding granola in my bed. This is what I get for sleeping with a guy from Oregon.
I texted him back and I am so nervous I may vomit up all of the soup I just ate.
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