The only thing I have to prove last night happened is a fireman's hat full of puke.
just found preset five on the shower head...pretty sure my pussy just had a panic attack
Just to clear things up. I did not walk in on him jacking off to your facebook profile.
I feel the need to point out that one of the items on my to-do list for the day is "don't throw up" I have no concept of normal
I'll be honest with you, my dick was out at that point in time.
Am I undercharging for one hour of sex per essay? I need a serious business answer.
If I EVER think it's a good idea to blow someone who just showed me their synchronized swimming performance on youtube again please correct me immediately.
Dude, the chicks a procotolgy intern. Don't cheat on her. She knows where it hurts the most.
I'm gonna eat you out. But for science
My passport was stamped in Canada two weeks ago. One step closer to uncovering wtf happened that night
she doesn't even know what year it is. She just stumbles around life with a bottle of rum
Allow me to explain. Triple D is a surprise. It's like if you're expecting to fight one person, then you get ambushed by more. Except it's a good ambush, because it's boobs, not death.
We both knew it was over when I took a u turn at her belly button.
I just gave my boss a blowjob. underneath his desk at work. that promotion is mine!
I couldn't be more proud to be a cougar. Just wondering how these twenty somethings learned how to fuck so well? Must be porn.
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