She's a black belt cougar in the 6th degree.
remember when you told me, jokingly, to not get jizz on your shirt that i borrowed last night?
So she said grabbing my cock was like holding a giant crayola from pre-school.
that was the beginning of the end.
and she's shaped like a lego person so that's not happening
turns out the website for Dick's Sporting goods is not "dicks.com". It was a win either way.
I rubbed one out into an envelope and mailed it to her. Game point, I win.
Those are some awfully high standards for someone of your weight
Sundays have taken on a whole new meaning when I'm not in bed with an excruciating hangover.
you were just eating all his cookies and kept mumbling "them crumblies" when the crumbs got on your shirt.
You were in your third change of clothes, and I found you in my driveway passed out with my dog's food bowl. You win.
How many stacks you been grindin gangsta?
omg mom no
It's so blood brotha crip what be good
I woke up on a navy base in a different time zone. I'm never leaving tallahassee again.
You put me in such a good mood with that road head, I bought everyone at Hooters donuts.
she keeps dunkaroos and gatorade in her bed. yep pretty sure im in love.
Have you ever had a pregnancy test laugh at you?
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