Please explain to me what this has to do with my fantasy to fuck larry king?
All I did today at work was try to remember in vivid detail what your cock looks like.
so was this before or after i puked down the ice luge?
i'm making a list of conversation topics in my blackberry so the ride won't be so awkward
No I remember falling down the stairs I just don't remember it hurting.
omg. don't know how to spell his name, but hot new zealand guy's dick is magic
the sad thing is, im pretty sure she was serious about giving me head for my falafel
i feel like i was in a swimming pool of captain and coke and had to drink my way out
Easy Mac is falling out of my sweatshirt as I'm walking down the street.
I'm sorry I make you whore yourself out to him everytime I'm drunk and want mcdonalds.
Lead with your genitals is the best advice I can give you.
I was wasted and the time changed. I blame the male strippers.
Never go with a hippy to a second location. I fucking hate Xanax.
It was somewhere in between an airport security patdown and a medical examination. No groping or squeezing, just brief pokes and pats.
I wore my old cheerleading uniform.. He came before I even touched his dick. Should I be irritated, or flattered?
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