I just saw the pics of me from the costume party as Party Boy. I've effectively cock-blocked myself forever.
he asked me if i had ever jacked off high and then referred to it as a "man-to-man question"
He's like my sex unicorn. Elusive and majestic. I'll catch him, I'm baiting with patron.
we started the countdown to drunken sledding this weekend.
Turns out, his fucking is as lame and staggered as his NFL career.
You can identity the picture as me the mistress his wife and him. It's that kinda awkard.
Ill give you a 4 hour blow job if you make my nephew go to bed.
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.
I thi k this dude I fcken showed up to the bar in a raisins shirts. I thought I was better than that. Fuckkkk.
It's not socially acceptable to be drunk in adult world. That fact makes me die a little inside.
I have a big to do list for you. Number 1 - me. Number 2 - drink wine 3. Talk my ears off. 4. Me again
That shot was terrible
You were like one of those guys at carnivals that spit out fire..... Except it was throw up
I started singing I believe I can fly in the shower and it was like the first stage of insanity
She just kept roaring and saying Katy Perry had nothing on her. Wtf did she take?
isnt it crazy how for years we were living our owns lives, and now only a wall seperates us?
stop. eating. my. shrooms.
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