so last night was fun and all.. but you might want to get tested
If I had a sex resume I'd get tons of jobs.
his dick got so hard in his pants and it broke his zipper
He had rug burn on his nose from my landing strip
We'll probably be arrested for having a cheetah in our apartment anyway, so I say go for it.
I've been living off of popsicles and broth.
Everything is fine now . The coast guard said we just can't take the inflatable trampling out past the break way anymore
He knew exactly who I'd slept with after just one look at my crotch. He's like the Sherlock Holmes of cocks.
He called it restless penis syndrome. I call it cheating.
Like please, take your microdick and try to stick it someplace else. It is not welcome in my world.
What's the address and code again...does anyone need anything and why is my viking helmet on the bed?
No. DON'T DO IT. Friends don't let friends fuck clowns.
Go have fun. I'm gonna go shower off the regret.
I was going to say that I wasn't sure how that happened... but then I remembered that I bonded with the Australians over vitamins and INXS and they bought me tequila.
He will be so fat that the winter can not penetrate his blubber.