Yeah, it wasn't as bad as I thought. I tried not to clench and things went pretty smoothly.
sexting on a treadmill. speed 9.0 beat that slut!
We had break up sex twice. He said one was cause he had to say goodbye to both tits.
Woke up laying in the kitchen floor with a cup in one hand and the beer tap in the other. Guess I just needed that one last beer.
The lifeguard told us we had to move Mike before the tide came in when he passed out.
You probably don't remember. You were drunk and getting your tits drummed on like haitian bongos in a voodoo ritual.
I really hope you are not drunk feeding a raccoon.
You'll get a boner for sure
Way ahead of you. Kinda awkward while paying rent but hey
I'm not so good at organized events that don't revolve around whiskey or playgrounds.
I can't even express how horny I am. The English language isn't equipped for what I'm plotting.
If you really loved me, you'd support my weed habit.
As the person who squeezed you out of my vagina, the answer is no.
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
Apparently I was telling them, "I AM A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN AND I DON'T NEED YOU TO HOLD MY HAIR," and I pulled my hair back and puked.
He noticed my new Lipstick so later tonight it's going to be on his dick.
But actually he solved 40% of my life problems just in one dicking
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