long story short: there's a file in the master file cabinet labeled "lube".
Just before going down on me she said, "I need a hairband for all of the jobs I'm about to perform."
I just feel like a little gay dolphin in a massive sea
I just canoed to the bar. I am a skilled drunk paddler.
Its official. I've reentered slutty territory. I was a condom away from having sex in a childs playhouse at a park. Oh and I lost my car keys.
We listened to Rod Stewart Pandora and slow danced in the shower.
Her mom offered to give me a lap dance. I was a guest, I couldn't say no.
i ended up playing naked naked monopoly and hangman with my dealer. i really love my life.
WAIT DID YOU MAIL ME A KITTEN
Forgot my sound was off and didnt even realize it until halfway through because I thought I could hear it. I think high me just narrated half a clip of adventure time
All I know is I want him to tie me up at least twice a week and I have an overwhelming urge to cook for him. Could this be love? I'm so confused....
Trying not to look at her chest is like trying to not hear a fire engine racing by.
She was two things I dont understand: tall and Christian
I don't think tits should taste like fish.
You were holding onto her boobs like you were adrift at sea and they were the only flotation devices
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