He jizzed my face. I had to ask for a washcloth. He ran his underwear under the water and handed them to me. Not so romantic.
She got her phone back last night. And the first thing I sent her was a picture of me pooping in a culvers bathroom
She made Precious look like a solid 6.5.
it's all just a bunch of faces and i remember what the floor looked like.
Well, let me tell you, it was the most vivid sex dream I've ever had. More so than the Paris Hilton one I had in 05. And about as weird.
I feel the need to send all my exes pictures of penises larger than theirs. Because they all must suffer.
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
I know you`re my best friend, but when i wake up with this bad of a hangover and no memories of last night, i dont want to see your tits ad my background.
Got it in all night, now at a bar at 730 am and we are the only two people here. Somewhere my mid twenties father is applauding me.
But now I'm just thinking when he said he "worked for the airline" he actually meant drug smuggling.
He told me we shouldn't hang out because it would be weird and then snap chatted me a picture of his dick
I would eat the Denny's grand slam special out of my new probation officers b hole
I have the overwhelming need to take care of him. Both with my vagina and like emotionally.
I just sent a dick pic to a number on Craigslist, this may be my new low
Ever get that feeling that you're the back up booty call and half way through securing the fake date excuse to try to get in your pants, the guy hears back from the original booty call and drops the conversation with no explanation?
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