I don't understand why she insists on me walking her to the door. She came over for literally 8 minutes, we had sex, and now I need her to leave. That fake chivalry will change nothing about the situation.
Did I get blown in the bathroom? Yes. Did she throw up cranberry juice on my shorts? Yes. Did she finish the job? Yes.
well after he sqeezed a zit off his forearm i got the hell outta there
you don't understand, he speaks spanish and is tall. i have to do him.
i think the doormans mad at me
well we haven't pretended to pretend we were going to have a threesome with him for a while...
Bouncy castle Catalina wine-mixer race for the cure. It will be as fun as it sounds
Im down. Even tho your nick name intimidates my vagina.
Happiness is the polar opposite of catching your dad watching holiday themed porn
I dont care how high you are "yes" is not the correct response to "what do you want from Taco Bell" Mom.
Clearly it doesn't get better with age. Just more sexual
Like I owe him sex. Hell fucking no. I owe myself sex. With a celebrity. Or a clean pornstar. Who knows.
We walked 3 miles to the strip club. Stopped for roadies, it wasn't that bad.
She started crying because the Rugrats grew up
He just compared fucking my vagina to a snow flake falling on his forehead: gentle.... I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not.
That 2-CB was ass.
You mean the asprin cut with pez?
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