I don't know what's more sad: The fact that he fingered the side of my leg, or the fact that the side of my leg feels like a vagina.
A relator touring our house this week saw the picture in our bathroom of steven passed out, yellow faced, with BALLS on his forehead, and had to ask "if that kid was alive or dead".
I bruise way too easily for the kind of rough sex I want...
then out of nowhere we heard a voice yell "Fuck that pussy!"
This is even worse then that time I fucked a guy just because he had air conditioning.
we left the music on while we were fucking. some kanye west song started playing and he started to cry
I think I left my chapstick at your house when I tried using your penis as a catapult and flung it on the floor. Be a dear, and try to see if you can find it.
Apparently she has a 10 week old kid, which would explain the hallway effect I was feeling.
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
Everywhere I look there's another kitten this is so ideal
Can I live on acid? Kittens man. Kittens.
and Katie got too high with the tow truck driver and wants to go home
I accidentally brought up how there used to be a big tree in his yard, which I could only have known if I had been Google mapping his house.
Your english degree would kill itself if it could read that text.
maybe a couloe typos.. noooooooooo big deal
No I don't. You owe me sex and cinnamon rolls.
sober me is not impressed with the quality of people that drunk me gives our phone number to
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