So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
giving a blow job on a jetski isn't as easy as it sounds.
there was 4 little kids screaming in high pitched voices at the top of their lungs at the sox game and their mom just leaned over to me and said 'if thats not birth control i dont know what is'
she won't take no for an answer... no matter what language i said it in
Im going home to examine my vagina with a hand mirror. wish me luck.
Weird we were more concerned with sharing our germs than tag teaming the blow job?
Tequila me may have very bluntly told him that I wanted to touch his abs.
I need to be drunk within 15 minutes of getting home tonight.
Hooking up with him was lovely.. but waking up in his bed the next morning and finding double stuffed oreos... I mean.... I won
Judging by his bulge. This guy is going home with me. Who doesn't want a dick that looks like it used to be a pillar in Rome.
And I'm bringing my coffee cup of wine.
You would think a husband, a boyfriend, and a vibrator would be enough. But sadly it's not
Thinking about licking your asshole. And hugs and stuff too I guess.
I don't want the fire department to come out here twice in one weekend because of your god damn vape.
I think I'm the first girl to break a bed with a guy, without even having sex with him while doing so.
Randomize
