mrs. f**** your sons in jail, if you can help with bail please respond, if not please dont tell him i told you.
Don't worry, there is no such thing as a fat, old or ugly blow job.
I cannot remember December 31 for the past 3 years. it might as well not even exist on my calendar anymore
and she was grinding on the wall, purring at guys she liked at the pregame...
This is stressing me out. I feel like I need to eat the dick.
Everyone heard you having sex but I just told them you were having a nightmare.
There would be some who claim I got a little "carried away" or that we "probably don't need that many jello shots". They would be wrong.
It was kicking off big time until you crawled out the bar on your hands and knees. Nobody wanted to mess with that.
I was so gone I thought the cops banging on my door were kids from the party trying to get into my room... needless to say, I started moaning louder so they would take the hint.
The only things in my fridge are almond milk, Smirnoff Ice and chicken noodle soup. I'd say I've done mama proud.
When I woke up next to him on the living room floor, my glasses were broken and it felt like someone rubbed a cactus all over my vag
Id like to submit an apology whenever you feel like talking.
Its not gonna be for awhile Im not a very forgiving person especially since you TOTALED MY FUCKING CAR.
he just kept biting everyone and singing hilary duff songs. i can't even bring him to a gas station.
she compared me favorably to her vibrator
which one?
This is the most aggressive rendition of that Proclaimers song I ever heard.
Randomize
