i now know from two sources i am better at making out and giving head than she is. and not by a little either.
i don't know whats more disturbing, that his dog drooled directly into my mouth or that i was too drunk and tired to do anything except let it be there.
woke up and her hair clip was clamped around my shaft
she just built a cabin out of hotdogs and cooked it in the microwave.
now she is shaking the plate and mumbling "this is what california must feel like"
i feel like everytime i say im going to quit drinking someone comes along with a better idea about drinking
I just dropped macaroni right down my cleavage. For the sake of our future, I'm really banking on this being a turn on for you.
I can'nr wwn explain this nihght . So amnt dixks. Shitttttt.
its the kind of pain that only someone with a fucking elephant on their head would understand. I'm never drinking again.
If we both finish he brings me a beer and cookies, if only he finishes I get wine and cheesecake. I think I'm in love.
when he pulled his cock out I told him he'd brought a knife to a sword fight
Well the good news is ill probably have my new boobs by the time he sees me naked
I'm fucking sick of guys. I think I'm going to date myself. No drama. And I know I'll always put out.
He's my ex's boss. I'm not above sleeping with him for that fact alone.
How is it possible for someone who gets so many dick picks sent to her, to be experiencing such a complete and utter lack of dick IRL.
She started crying because the Rugrats grew up
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