I am about to be in my happy place. (the shower with a 6 pack)
if you ever come into my room screaming for me to set up rockband at 4:45 am ever again i will kill you
I faked it too. I just spit on your bed.
He fucked volume into my hair. It was amazing.
Take this only to mean that we love you, but we're having a serious, half-hour, hypothetical discussion about how far we think we could throw you.
what whaaaat?! I BET YOU WIN IN THE TEETH DEPARTMENT.
Excuse me but the alley way I wanted to fuck in happens to be a very nice clean area.
Once he blows his load, he's more of an immediate flight risk than that jetBlue pilot. He's out the door before his cum is out of my vajayjay.
I know it basically makes me the worst feminist ever, but I don't want to kill my own spiders. And I will pay my personal spider hit man with sammiches and unlimited , uninhibited access to my vagina.
So I've been in more fights on one leg than I've had on two.
YOU DONT EAT A GIRL OUT AND THEN GO PUKE ASSHOLE
They are like untrained puppies reaking havoc on a newly furnished house. Out of control.
You just compared our vaginas to a newly furnished house...I can dig it.
I woke up with a jacket; in it passport, hockey tickets, sunglasses, credit card, bank transactions
Last night we proved the theory that "harder" is the worst rough sex safe-word ever.
He may not be good for my soul but he’s great for my vagina!
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