He told me he looked up all the foods that make cum taste better and he put it all on his moms shopping list. she came through my line. this ones a keeper I think.
After he told me that it's up to him to carry on his family name, I almost felt bad for not letting him cum inside me.
You told me when we were leaving the club if I could pin point your nipple through your padded bra you would show me if I was right.
I don't know how I'm boarding the plane tomorrow. I have my car registration.
You sat on my knee, like Santa, while I peed.
Wake up we need to beat the walk of shame rush hour
I'd cum for enchiladas.
Well I just had a 45 minute conversation with a lady who was drunk off her ass complaining about how her 3 sons won't talk to her anymore. No more dive bars.
Dude. Steinbecking. It's when you double-fist coffee and alcohol to help you meet a writing deadline.
I think my body knows it's dying and is just shutting down
I didn't want to fight, I just wanted to tell you to fuckoff.
Also so weird my phone cracked after I repeatedly threw it at the ground as hard as possible
He has no idea I'm scrolling through Instagram while he's going down on me. I'm so bored.
My dad called me in the middle of the night, drunk on vodka, asking for references on the Irish alphabet.
ill give you some hints: blood, carnival, fog machine, happy meal.
Randomize
