For some reason I have a hard time believing getting drunk and recreating a movie about singing transvestites is ever very far from a situation you're in.
I have a gash on my leg an a lobster leg in my purse.
Like I had no idea he knew how to play girls the way he played me. His major is chemistry for christ's sake.
I'm going to shower the piss off me now. I feel like I was in an R. Kelly dream.
If for no other reason than to cuddle with that puppy, you have to hook up with him again.
An hour is enough time for me to get drunk and win a dry hump marathon so I hope you have somewhat similar or better goals
You don't understand. There's baclava and there's post sex baclava. You can't compare the two.
I just wanna get hammered somewhere crazy. Meet some chicks. Bang them and then go scuba diving.
I just hope I don't wheeze during sex
What's dad's email?
askmom@cause.idk
but I truly enjoy making out with my best friend more than my boyfriend
His dick is the size of my forearm. Would it be rude to ask to take a comparison photo after sex?
mcfuck me up
MCFUCK ME UP INSIDE
my underwear is inside out , I have a giant hickie. I'm wearing last nights makeup. this is going to be the best day at work ever
I don't know..He walked out of your room with a kraft single..and blood on his shirt...He really wanted cheese.
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