shes got a really nice body. but her face is eh.
you dont need a face to have sex
He is drunkenly eating my teddy grahms and making little growling noises as he bites the head off of each one.
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
My mom made me chili for when I get home from the bar. Those are the standards I expect you to live up to
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
I answered the my mom's phone call about what we're doing for father's day while he was still fucking me. She thought I seemed really excited about his hiking boots present.
And then i had a penis in each hand. It was magical.
The last thing I remember was doing a line in the shape of Texas
My head feels like Jesus is projectile vomiting hammers on it
I tolerate his mediocre drunk sex for the mind blowing morning sex. More than worth it.
My boobs keep hanging out of this shirt. I think thats the style I'm going for tonight
It must be love. I'm deleting my porn for him.
Can you explain the Transformers set up for battle in my living room?
WE ARE DOING DRUGS AND GOING TO THE STRIP CLUB SATURDAY LADIES
Yeah, we got drunk and stole road signs.
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