I wasn't fucked. I was just drunk, because i was still able to walk into the woods and masterbate.
i googled "the goonies drinking game." i may be alone, but i'm living the college dream.
would really like to know how the teddy bear got super glued to my testicles.
we just got kicked out of the mexican restaurant. i have a full pitcher of margarita's hiding under my coat.
Your job is getting in the way of our day drinking. Shots on the hour are not as cool alone.
Man, only now that I'm single is it painfully obvious that I have zero booty calls in waiting. This could be a cold winter
Like, he's a nice guy. But he's better at fingering than he is at speaking.
I don't care if he was in that porno. He looked like he knew what he was doing.
Would you and/or him be willing to dress up like the phantom, sing me music of the night and then bone the shit out of me? this is important.
Happy you have kids and I don't day!
I just need like a magic vacuum to suck everything out of me and then an IV to put good stuff back in
is leaving the club to fk in his friends van subtle?
Great news. Our sex broke my otter box
Wow. I want to climb Santa. You've made my mind go places I wasn't prepared to explore.
He fucked me while I was smoking his blunt. His apartment was trashed and he drives a van that looks like it’s been hit by a train but still 10/10 would fuck again.
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