well now i know if i ever need to drive puke and talk on the phone at the same time i can
According to the stories I've heard I decided I was a stuntman after my 6th shot of Jack
He said he forgot to take his shoes off, and that he was a bad boy because he was walking on the carpet. Then he sang. Then he shouted "I'M STILL FORGETTING."
I just found a bag of teeth...
Once he blows his load, he's more of an immediate flight risk than that jetBlue pilot. He's out the door before his cum is out of my vajayjay.
I think that's mostly how we became friends.
Well that, and your desire to put your penis in me.
"I gave a guy a handjob last night, on a dog bed, inside a fireplace. It's going to be a good year."
That would be a mascot riding an ATV at a semi-professional hockey game, if that doesn't sum up how I've been I don't know what could
I woke up on some strangers couch covered in salad mix and oatmeal cream pies. The struggle is absolutely real.
I just jacked off to nostalgia.
I know this sounds fake but she's deep frying a bar of soap right now
Come fucking get her
color coded lube a great way to organize my bootie calls
Honestly, I am sitting in my room watching Ciara videos and thinking I am super jealous of how she rides it.
why did you kick open the doors at church screaming whos ready to party?
Sadly my Summer of Cocks is coming to an end
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