Ha i know. My vag can't go too crazy for a boy halfway across the country. It doesn't have that good of range
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
Is it obsessive that I keep picking my crazy sex rug burn scab so it leaves a scar I can remember him by?
I think my penis ruined a perfectly good friendship.
Thursday nights need to stop happening to me.
Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me
He licked the chalk off his shirt, then spat the Mountain Dew from his mouth onto the shirt and sucked on it. And thats him sober.
We fucked in my trunk while on the clock....what did you do at work today?
OH MY GOD IT'S LIKE SHOOTING FISH IN A BARREL, EXCEPT INSTEAD OF FISH THEY ARE FIGHTER PILOTS
When they send me to rehab, I'm screaming your name down the halls.
I feel I must have sex with him first to fully decide where my vagina belongs.
Don't I can pass these orgasm blushes off as sunburn for much longer...
He got up in the middle of the show and returned with this massive ham shank, then offered me some by asking "wanna suckle on my hog." Should I be offended?
At about 2:30 i found you passed out in my closet with your face covered in cheese whiz
Her hand jobs are magic. They smell like vanilla and awesomeness. She made me forget how to walk
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