So there is a guy driving a robot around the college of engineering selling energy drinks
idk what id do withouhrh yoy btro
we fucked while standing on a ladder. challenging, but worth it.
I honestly didn't see the problem playing beer pong In the car on the road trip home.
I just wish I could congratulate your tits on how much I love seeing them
In less than 24 hrs I went from conversing with Nobel Laureate, to hangover vomiting in front of a drive thru cashier
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
I like how my motivation to lose weight is so I can wear a nude bikini and get covered in body paint for the tribal party. Priorities.
Fucking holidays. How do I have this many men who want to fuck me and none of them are available when I'm ready to blow my top?
This bar smells like your ball sack. In a weird way I miss you.
holy shit I was not prepared for her to whip out that dildo
Noo not in a booty call way, in a 'How are your abs and penis doing today?' sort of way.
I met my future wife last night. She's a bombshell from Delaware, hates Trump, and humiliated two old men in a GOP healthcare debate while simultaneously convincing them to pick up both of our bar tabs.
i just really want to fuck a guy wearing lederhosen
it'll be sexier than it sounds, i promise
If history is any guide, his morals are no match for my tits
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