His pubic hair was longer than his dick
its 9am. i just got home. spent 6 hours blowing him in a closet last night
He gave me a book last time I slept there. Im beginning to feel like a really weird hooker. Like instead of money he gives me random shit he has lying around. like hamburger buns
My passouts and memory loss are great training for when I have alzheimers. You'll know where to look when I get lost.
I will give you 100$, a blow job a day for a month and I will shave my legs according to societal standards until next November if you come recuse me from my night class right NOW.
It's all good. Going back to my room to try and air out my balls.
I really want to text him and congratulate him on having a bigger penis than the guy I dumped him for, but I thought that might be awkward...
Listening to Ke$ha's new single to pump myself up for my STD test.
I think I reached some stage of aging, have a sore/injured shoulder from sex, next up carpal tunnel from sexting.
i came so hard i kicked through my windshield
I feel I must have sex with him first to fully decide where my vagina belongs.
she's fucked both of my roommates but not me. i feel like I'm not part of the group anymore
she's p upset bro
Where is he. I have a sword.
Me and my liver are not on speaking terms.
PSA Do not blow dry your junk.
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