I just wiped my vajayjay with snow. Bad idea.
I fucked her on my hockey bag. it doesnt get any more Canadian than that.
Now accepting hypotheses about how i managed to get a bruise between my boobs....
ya i guess you have to take things with a grain of salt in a place where nipple clamps are the norm..
He's sitting in his room on Facebook with nothing but a pillow covering his crotch. I can't help you at the moment.
Because Kyle had a tattoo kit at his house and I wanted one and all he could draw was a mustache or a stickman on fire
Also, I want you to know, that not only am I apparently the expert on sexting. Our bishop is consulting me later. So my talents are varied.
'twas the night before moms weekend and all were blacked out. Not a coug was sober not even farm house. I was down to fuck but you were not in sight, so I bid pullmania a sweet goodnight.
I just got a get of my turf look from a hooker. Apparently, Ninja Turtles T-shirt+Jeans+Flip-Flops=Hooker Gear. Woot.
He hasn't texted me back since last week when we sexted. I think telling him I wanted to choke him with chains was a bit much for our first time.
As a general rule of thumb, I don't call until the claw marks have healed.
It's Christmas, you should know what a virgin is.
FOUND MY PANTIES COMINY JOME
THIS IS AN AMERICAN HORROR STORY I CAN'T FIND MY VIBRATOR ANYWHERE WHICH MEANS I LOST IT WHEN I MOVED WHICH MEANS MY POOR VIBRATOR IS OUT THERE IN THE WORLD ALL ALONE RIGHT NOW WHAT AM I GOING TO DO
You grabbed my dick don't call me son
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