I am going to invent a chocolate mix for sperm.
I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! Live in the flesh!
Having sex with her was like reading the Wall Street Journal.
Thinking about bringing a vibrator to the tanning bed...kill two birds with one stone right?
I forgot to tell you the best part. The folded up paper he wrote his number on opened up to be a picture of him when he was younger wearing a Columbia tshirt in front of NASA and in pen said his name and "space consultant."
Still had my bottle opener ring on. Started to give him a hand job. LOL
I shouldn't have to say "get your balls off my counter" on a Wednesday.
All I want is for every tall lanky young guy who is reading in a Starbucks to go balls deep in me. That's all.
all i know is there's a picture on my phone of him wearing my purple sweatpants and licking the bottom of my foot.
You yelled to anyone that tried to help you "I have a burrito, what else could a girl want?"
My orifices are off limits as long as you have that stache. Your call.
Called my house today and my 10 year old brother answered and asked if I was still in jail
Facebook just reminded me of the time I found two IHop cheese sticks in my hand bag. Those were the days.
Being forward is somethimes a problems. Like in sexual deity Kong.
I think you’re losing coherence.
I am
So uh. Your future in porn. Would you be willing to wear an alien costume for it?
Randomize
