YOu come back ASAP and we will do whatever you want baby
idk why but i just wanna to have sex with the idea of him. i don't even wanna meet him.
Maybe i should go to church more so i can meet girls like in that song, you know, the ones that act slutty on every day but sunday...
ah, so the catholic church. i gotcha
After I talked about my ex for about twenty minutes, she just listened, sluts are so understanding
i just watched my husband get a prostate exam. sex is ruined for me.
he squeezed my boobs like he didn't know what else to do with them, then turned down head...
told you he was gay.
I don't care that you fucked her. I'm offended that once again, you fucked someone with me in the room because you assumed I was asleep.
He fell off the roof... he clearly has not been preparing for summer.
It is scary how often "just flash him" is your advice.
I told him that he was essentially a very life-like dildo with a person attached so he needed to stop having feelings because it was getting annoying. He agreed.
I applaud your efforts, but I have to say it was the bear we encountered that ultimately shut down the entire operation
I feel like I've asked you "are you okay?" one too many times in the last 48 hours. You're hopeless.
My joke about liking my coffee like I like my men IS ABOUT TO COME TRUE.
I want sex. When is an appropriate time post funeral to ask for something like that. Like when it gets dark out?
So drunk last night I reviewed my recent anazon purchase of secret deodorant. Trust me, it was eloquent.
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