Dude love is like an itch. You fuckin scratch it, then it itches more, then you scratch it and it itches more, and before you know it, there is semen everywhere.
you are insane
Those strippers last night smelled great. It was the perfect mixture of vanilla and daddy issues.
you kept naming everything at the party...like "boy i'm going to make out with" and "table i'm going to dance on later"
It was odd. His friends dick tasted the same as his. Friends are beginning to have to much in common
you were just eating all his cookies and kept mumbling "them crumblies" when the crumbs got on your shirt.
His rebound girl is half his size, looks like a leprechaun, is majoring in theater studies and has arms like Rosie O'donnell. Do I win?
I feel like I'm going to get the reputation of being the girl who brings her dog with her to all her random hookups.
I just gate-crahed a party and met a state senator, so I had an interesting afternoon jog.
You had me on my knees catching cheese balls in my mouth and moaning. In front of all your friends.
We had sex in the church bell tower and somehow it still feels right.
I would do everything over again, except the fireball.
Chasing down vodka with apple juice and crying. Alone.
You should of known that i was high if i refer to myself as melting into anything
Can you send me the picture of me licking the cows udders?
I got eaten out in the igloo at snow-kings castle last night.My thighs were literally melting ruts in the ice bench.Definitely colder than the minus 40 blowjob at Desiree's wedding
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