We had a complete conversation while I was giving him head, at one point he even stopped me and said 'I love how we're just hanging out.'
I feel like I'm sitting in a sleigh of puddy. It's not a bathtub though because you need a sleigh to go down a mountain.
Recent Google searches: "babu kangarooz"... "why 2 tacos bell" and "is dinosaur in real life"
But it's a terrible idea. One erection and it's gonna go wrong
you smelled like vodka, i think that's why my grandma liked you
Someone just took a shot from my crotch. I should not have to drive home
Let's enter the circle of trust. Are we there yet? Ok. If I somehow hypothetically slept with Amandas ex husband...on a scale of one to ten...how bad is that?
What's sign language for "you may not be the father?" Kinda important right now.
Two things: Why did I wake up in a pool of blood? And am I still invited to the wedding?
No idea. And yes be here at 4
Filthy. I need to be power hosed with holy water.
I honestly think she should have her own reality show called "Lowering the Bar" and it consists of a camera crew following her from Bar to bar hooking up with unsuspecting drunk attractive men.
Also the fuck cup must be buried with me
He was lasting forever and I couldn't take it so I faked an asthma attack
Who brings nunchucks to a funeral?
We need a rematch, I think my pussy was on vacation the other night.
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