Please tell me I didn't pass out while we were having sex last night... and if so I am sooooo sorry.
I got drunk and threw up on a kid at the amusement park. I think they're pressing charges.
it was like fucking gandolphs beard
So, do you think I should wash the ashes off of my forehead before going to the strip club?
I just sit in the cubicle for 8 hours and do keagles.
You know, part of me wants to die and the other part of me doesn't want to live
It was literally 8 o'clock in the morning. His horniness knows no bounds.
His cat kept scratching my feet while we were having sex. There's only room for one pussy around here. It also concerns me that he owns a cat.
Just remembered when I first started going down on him he goes "ok now I feel a little better about the broncos losing"
You give an incredible blow job. I wanted to make sure you know it was appreciated
Got a high five from a Superman stripper tonight
My concern for you and peanut butter is the reason I am still awake.
It involves me, my best friend, and a stripper and her mother.
WE ARE DOING DRUGS AND GOING TO THE STRIP CLUB SATURDAY LADIES
I can barely operate my hands; what makes you think I can operate my dick
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