So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
Wine + wine + wine + wine + bud light = puke.
I think she kind of thinks she's better than us now ... please. I go to Michigan.
i awoke yet another morning with penis breath. ive been so generous santa has to bring me a shit ton of presents
I went to go pee and found a strand of your hair wrapped around my penis.
...and the foreplay consisted of me threatening to cut off his hand if he didn't remove it from my back.
Was that not clear on Friday when I nearly deapthroated two ice cubes?
you should be careful. everyone knows your chances of pregnancy increase by 100 percent when youre the daughter of a religious figure
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
my grandpa is going down the line on this prom picture, and telling me how big everyone's nipples are... he was spot on for me.
I'm glad that even though we are states apart our whorish hearts beat as one
Just fat and dog and sweat all over the bed. All night long.
We fucked so hard and loud that the everyone at the party downstairs starting chanting his name. Oh I we broke a lamp.
mom had to come pick me up from the hotel. I crawled to her car. She told me the entire way home if I puked in it I was going to lick it up. Like high school all over again...
Today will be the day I throw up in my backpack in the middle of class
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