I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
i feel like arbor mist is too classy for that. you need a colt 45
Yeah you're right. The one time when arbor mist is too classy
she was home schooled till college. were she learned how to give the most amazing blowjobs is still a mystery.
i wish it would rain vodka just once. i have not puked yet bring it on
Someone's having a good night if they're getting gummi bears and Astroglide.
Haha yeah that's basically it. He was like "i've always had a thing for you, and even sober i still would do and feel the same way." so glad to know i am worthy of a sober hookup as well.
Still dying that you shit outside
Yeah, this is not that. This is a father and son bonding moment involving my all of my orifices.
He was like, I wanna take it slow. I took off my bra And I was like, either we have sex now or you get out.
meanwhile at my house I found 2 bud heavys in the back of my book shelf crammed between a Franklin book and goodnight moon
At first it will make you think "how is this physically possible?" and then it will ruin an entire food group for you.
No fucking Jell-O shots or meth. Those are the rules
Apparently I was directing traffic outside of Keeneland. Apparently I'm not a police officer. Who knew....
The coast is clear - also, would it bother you if I chose not to wear pants?
eveytime i go to his house my cute clothes always get taken off what's the point of even wearing them there?
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