so last night was fun and all.. but you might want to get tested
I told her I would melt her with my mustache. Needless to say, he pants were soon off.
i was mowing the lawn and found the coffee pot in the bushes
Only way we know if he truly fits in is if we spill straight vodka on the floor and his first instinctnis to lick it up. Otherwise, gameover.
he said i looked like a lion with slutty lingerie on .
He had a curved dick....must be a european thing
I should start riding the bus again so I can drink all day
I feel like "stop licking my face" isn't something that needs to be repeated twice
I'm expecting you to come by soon and a magical night of sex and floating on clouds to follow.
SEXX, SEXX, SEXX,SEXX,SEX SEX SEXXXXXXX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEX.\nimagine that to the can can song. also come to my house. theres a dance routine.
Btw I'm currently writing a paper in a beer garden. Be proud.
I downloaded the presidential playlists for offline listening. And Obama made a night one so we have presidential approved fuck jamzzzzz. Thanks Obama!
fucking him is like fucking old faithful. you could set your watch by his orgasms.
I think we have some hyper-understanding of each other when drunk, because looking back at our text convo from last night, they were literally just jumbled letters.
So how often do you needs to see my tits today then?
Randomize
