I just gift wrapped bread.
Im sitting in church with a backpack full of beer bottles. This is friendship.
In a strange taxi 3059. Battery dying I'm dying. Bye.
Hate to say it and even though I definitely have a biased opinion but I'm surprised your not, sleeping with anyone else. Good personality, charisma and amazing in the sack.
Feel free to use me as a reference.
A guy was over-the-skirt fingering me on the dance floor and I stopped him to sensually rap in his ear. So that was my Halloweekend
I've never been so tempted to check my phone during sex in my life.
Your boobs stole my birthday thunder!
I've washed my hands three times and it still smells like Astroglide.
I learned a valuable lesson about combining day drinking with malt liquor: you may think you have super powers, but that's just the Steel Reserve talking.
My butt remains clenched, sir.
Validation I posted a good pic? The lonely fuckboys send out the booty call signal. Of course I answered the call; Gotham needs its hero.
My hands smell like penis... I can't even remember the last time i touched a penis, but my hands say i did. Oh the mystery.
how the FUCK did i spend 25 dollars at 50 cent beer night?
last final went out with a bang.. 20 min late bra-less, cum in my hair and i still cant find my shoes.
The whole country is going to hell in a handbasket but I got a grade A fucking and don't particularly care.
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