we black-lighted her bedspread and it looked like a jackson pollock painting.
I'm going to write a book about John. It's going to be called big dreams, little dick
sexting on a treadmill. speed 9.0 beat that slut!
Walk of shame... his parents made me go to church with them first. in my club top sweat pants and slippers. i just slapped god in the face
i wanna anger bang this girl behind me at work. she never shuts up with her annoying voice. but her boobs are phenom.
this morning i checked my reflection in the toilet as i was throwing up to make sure i still had my pearl earrings on
he doesn't drink and he's an emt - he'll be our dd for nye in exchange for a threesome tomorrow afternoon.
It's just a matter of time. The ball is in my court. Soon to be in her mouth.
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
Honestly I'm so excited to go to bed I feel as if I don't deserve to be in my early twenties.
I probably won't go. Last time I got drunk with those guys I just started demanding people let me touch their beards.Then I mocked everyone who didn't have facial hair.
We had sex to beyonce's "drunk in love" and then he order me pizza. It was perf
You used your chihuahua as a pillow screaming "HE'S A PILLOW AND A PET" and proceeded to puke in the dog bed
You're always so late and I'm always so drunk.
PS I almost downloaded grindr to see if any guys wanted to buy me chinese food..
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