Where you are. You must stay where you are are
Where you are. You must stay where you are arewhere are youu
Where you are. You must stay where you 5eare wher are you!!
he promised me brunch in the morning so i felt like it was ok....i really need to get a job.
once we finished he held up the condom and asked if i wanted to keep it as a souvenir.
oh and he was serious.
Im drunk and they're making me play quiet game. Im scared. Baptists are here
He must be back home now. He moved his box of beer from her porch to ours.
How do I tactfully ask if the neighbors downstairs can hear me beating it?
He was carrying a rolled up carpet saying he was saving it for tomorrow's Walk of Fame.
It felt like he was juggling my kidneys with the head of his penis... If you could even call it that, it was more like a lochness monster. Huge and mythical.
I never thought I would be having sex behind a shower curtain that wasn't in a bathroom.
I just love it. It's warm and soft and the rest of the world is so mean. My bed would never be mean to me
Whatever. I just want to indulge in this mcchicken and forget all about his tiny penis.
WE'RE MOVING TO IRELAND!!!! DON'T ASK QUESTIONS JUST BOOK THE DAMN FLIGHT!!!!
so.. please tell me you did not really sleep on the washing machine last night
guilty
Noooo no no no no. She scares me. She means business. She wore a diaper when we went to the bar.
Well, for starters, you were growling and slurping beer from a puddle on the carpet. Let's all hope that was beer...
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