My brain says no but my pants say off.
im poppin the ladies like they're bacne
Lady came into work yesterday. Full on stache and beard. I've never concentrated on making eye contact harder in my life.
but instead of smelling like hand cream and homemade cookies, she smells like a yeast infection.
Oh, and for future reference, telling a guy that your ass is too tight for anal is like painting a bullseye on it.
I feel like none of my dresses scream slut the way I'd like them to
You took a fire extinguisher off the wall in the hallway to play Ghostbusters.
I'm also 3/4 on the frats. Its like my goal of traveling to all 7 continents, but different somehow and a lot less morally sound.
I sold him an eighth while trippin balls wearin my girlfriends tutu and tube top. and i was talking about albinos the entire time
well, he defiantly picked the right guy to buy drugs from
No more going to class sober.. Tried it for a day or two, its just not for me
He's like a father figure to me, except we have casual drunk sex every now and then
Last night she walked off and disappeared from everyone got home at 330 and said she went to the casino with her cab driver.
Terrible idea I love it
First he fixed my gutter. Then he flogged me and fucked me. Then he bought me a new vacuum cleaner. I don't understand Daddy Dom stuff but I ain't mad at it.
Watch out for the bush at the end of your steps. it comes out of nowhere
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