If I ever start a band I'm gonna name it "Nancy Reagan's Vagina"
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
Having drunken flash backs of me giving you a piggy back ride. I was like Jesus, and you were my cross. I fell so many times for you. This is true friendship.
and now her best friend is massaging my table under the leg. this may not end well.
nothing like baby laughter to ruin a masturbation moment
you just stood there spinning and got mad if anyone tried to stop you
I think I dropped my cock ring in your back yard
I got mine. It's a truly beautiful penis. Plus he pulled his tongue muscle on my vagina.
In the sauna. Drunk. When I close my eyes I think I'm a dog. Is that wrong?
I think we should have realized the night was going to be nuts when it started with a bum dying in front of my house.
to improve your porn experience, just imagine a slow speaking older English man narrating it all like a Nature documentary
You remember the guy they called Meat in high school? Well, let's just say my vagina remembers him now.
Your boobs are like a folk legend.
I just upped my southern womanhood. Taking whiskey and Kleenex pocket packs to the funeral.
The highlight of my week is I found some hetero porn I didn't completely hate. Branching out.
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