It only happened twice. Once we used extra virgin olive oil and once I used saliva and brute force.
she just threw a smoke bomb in an elevator and ran down 9 flights of stairs to see it at the bottom.
I had sex on an exercise ball. The inevitable has occurred.
at which point he tried to give himself a prince albert piercing with the stapler on his desk.
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
I'll be really easy to find... I'm the naked one rolling around in cats.
My fake id got more birthday sex than I've had in my life.
IM DRINK YORE HIFH WE ARE POSTERCHOLD OF AMERICA
I just traded ecstasy for trapeze lessons...you in?
Wikipedia just saved you three hours and $30 on a bar tab. You should donate.
$5. Donated.
Everything was going well until he very loudly said that he wanted to cum on my fingernails.
so in case you needed a ticket for the Hot Mess Express, I'm the conductor now.
I'm on the fast track to lesbian land
Bro. I traded my coat. I have a Raiders coat now.
Why can't you just be normal and get dick pics from your exes like everyone else?
Randomize