He is such a slut. More and more my type.
Tip #47, don't trim the bush when you have the shakes!
is not sure whether or not everyone at the club last night calling me a-easy is a good thing?
I can handle NPR. I speak hippie. I took it in college.
His dick was as big as my arm. Giving him a handjob was like giving someone an Indian sunburn.
Just painted my nails at the bar... I may be getting too comfortable here.
were lost, were cold and we don't know what to do with the stray cat we found.
There was a community pot of Ramen, and if you were in the pool you were either fully clothes or ass naked.
You kept apologizing for not offering me some of your Whisky, which you referred to as "Jesus Nectar".
My vagina can tell he is in a metal band. I dont know if I can sit down.
They put paint on their hands and tried to see how many times they could touch me before I woke up.
Judging by this purple one they got to second base.
My mom comes home from her weekend with her lesbian co-workers and asks "You wanna know how I got these bruises?" I've never been more torn about anything EVER.
I swear to god if I see a single piece of genitalia I'm driving back to LI and smacking you back to the Italian Renaissance
Disclaimer- Don’t worry about my wounded nip. I put a bandaid on it.
my mom tells me this morning that i was blasting teach me how to dougie at 2 am last night and refused to leave her room until she dougied with me
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