He had on juicy sweatpants and thats when i knew he was no longer a threat.
I'm outside your house...sorry I feel like I don't need formal invites anymore.
They were like stripper heels, except business stripper heels, the kind strippers would wear to court.
I just got while a charlie horse while orgasming...most confusing feeling ever...
my life is one jail cell away from being a bad country music song.
I walked in and she was doing shots, betting the managers if any of the customers would notice, and screaming that nothing would ruin her Saturday night. Say what you want, I like working with my sister.
It's a special occasion. Hence the 151.
I feel like I wont be making enough money to support my frivilous lifestyle of beer and mcdonalds
I pulled out moves I did not even know I possessed, our fucking de-throned gods
Every girl my sister has brought home from college I've had sex with, check and mate motherfucker
2 men making out for 2 seconds to trick a cop so they don't get arrested for being pulled over rolling a blunt is not gay.
I'm still questioning who dropped me off last night. So successful wedding?
Why the fuck was I face down on the floor with you mounting me like a horse anyway? I'm so confused
I almost got decked by a guy who looked like Mr. Clean. How was your night?
Idk I think he's weird but he's also from Wisconsin so that might have something to do with it.
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