Dude, I'm so high in the forest and I think I'm in a bear den.
Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
there was a trapeze. enough said
he put listerine on his cock to make the taste more "enjoyable"... i think hes a keeper.
I queefed so loud it echoed.
I gave up my innocence when I let him cum in my spelling bee trophy
I woke up this morning covered in blood and peanut butter. I am now safe from vampires with nut allergies.
You didn't act like you were blacked out yesterday...
I didn't know
She dresses cool and she's mean. And she has fake boobs I feel like I can relate to her on so many levels.
Its official, if she bites your dick through your jeans, ya'll go together. A lesson you shouldn't have to learn after the fact.
Omg he has a washer and dryer IN his apartment and lots of back up toilet paper. I went home with an adult. My uterus is pumping out eggs beyond my control.
As a plus, I've lost 5 pounds in two days, so "party all weekend" is officially a valid diet plan.
Of course I fucked him. He's a professional beat boxer, his entire job is to do complicated shit with his tongue.
That song just makes me wanna take off my top and shake my titties all around the club.
OMG also, I'm sorry I tased you a lil
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