at church Sunday morning I dropped an M&M down my dress and it landed in my bra. I fished it out and ate it. A lot of people saw me.
the family i'm sitting with looks like the Addams family. Except for the daughter...she looks like Shrek
I know man...but i cant pass up a catholic school girl fantasy
and do you remember when you were dressing me if i had money in my bra?
we had to stop you from eating moldy cake.. twice.
Should I have a moral quandary about Skyping topless with him while his son slept in the other room?
Hate sex is good. Drunk sex is better. Combine those two however and you get the best experience of your LIFE.
I faked more orgasms with him then ever should be allowed for someone this pretty.
Apparently I missed the "You may have to jack off a horse" part of the application.
I have just found the cubicle of sustenance. And I will rejoice at all the families that have not found this magic. This vodka cubicle of magic.
I have a magical vagina and I can't deny it anymore
If I woke up in a pillar of smoke I suppose that's a sign right
She's like the Jonah Hill of sorority sisters.
I have the overwhelming need to take care of him. Both with my vagina and like emotionally.
i just wanted have a romantic star gaze moment with him. untill he let out a massive fart.
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