I just pooped in his toilet and didn't flush...I desperately need to get him past the girls don't poop phase.
life just isnt the same w/o real world cancun
i don't even want to say how many boners i've caused this week
I'm pregnant just thinking about him.
You bring the bicep workout. I'll bring the unscented gentle products. We'll both bring our penises.
That's because you're a slut. A slut fucking a fence.
I had her number in my wallet, I was sitting on a winning ticket for the blowjob lottery and didn't know
WHO INVENTED HANGOVERS WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES
Though I feel a moral obligation to take you there, point out all of the male supervisors and slap you on the wrist and yell, "NO!!"
In between rounds of sex, you stopped and did drunken handstand push-ups.
But how do I turn off the feelings though?
Vodka.
I told my mom I'm great in bed. That is quality mother daughter bonding.
In case you were wondering how drunk I was last night, there was an unopened slim Jim in front of my door and I ate it.
She climbed up the stairs with three brownies in one fist, two in the other, and one in her mouth. Also, she opened the bedroom door with her foot. I may be in love.
I didn't even respond. Just letting the crazy settle before I calmly fuck his shit up.
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