It was like doing yoga with his dick in me
i just cleaned out my toilet because i knew that my head would be in it later
how are pickles made is in the google history again... why do you always wonder that, and forget the answer?
I was so high I thought there were pigeons in my room. Long story short there are now donut crumbs all around my bedroom.
It's okay. My lingerie drawer is skanky enough for the two of us. Even across borders.
Is it really road head if took place on kayaks in the river?
too late I already started a fight with someone named luscious
My goal this weekend is to get a number that goes with the penis I take him.
Aspirations
You know you're fucked up when you decide to pour fireball whiskey in your vegetable beef soup
Get off me. I'm done. I want a cookie.
Great. I broke up with him before he could like my selfie, now I'm down a like.
I love him about as much as I'd love fucking myself with a cactus.
What. The. Fuck.
You'll have to be more specific. I do a lot of "what the fuck" kind of stuff
The logic in me says "don't text him" .But the vagina in me says "text him".
I came twice AND he sent me home with edibles. I think he’s a keeper.
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