But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
You were pretty fucked up... decided playing hopscotch down the stairs was an excellent idea.. it was extremely entertaining
My sink just fell out of the wall. I can't deal with this right now
All he was doing was sitting in the car, staring. We asked him what was wrong and he just turned, smiled, and said "everything has its own pair of boots"
I drank myself into bisexuality again.
Well, I just watched him puke into his pitcher at the bar, I doubt he cares about anything other than the fact that he needs a new beer.
I think the main reason you were throwing up so much was the quart of soap you chugged trying to burp bubbles. you came close
Well, I found my bra. It's in my glove compartment with a half-eaten Snickers bar and a Jesus bookmark.
Yes ma'am. At least you're a warning story I can tell to my kids in the future
My class coordinator for bio told us that the only thing we should do the night before an exam is to get laid. And then party down after the exam. I like him.
If you think for one second that I would forget Mardi Gras, you clearly don't know how much I love boobs.
It takes a special friend to go vibrator shopping with
Yes. It does.
You wanted to go find him and we told you to sit down cause you kept stumbling. You yelled " I CAN STAND!! It's the walking part I can't figure out!"
Do I masturbate or eat a pound of matazah. Alissa help what do I do??
how do i say "cradle the balls" in Italian
Randomize
