According to the transitive property, he has now had dick in his mouth.
He literally didn't stop until I lost count of how many times he made me orgasm. It took three hours.
It's like that depressing moment when you drop your cocaine in the snow.
Not quite sure what happened last night. I'll drive your dresser over to you later.....
In case you were wondering, transporting lube in a ziploc bag is just as bad of an idea as it sounds.
Check having sex on the rocks and dirt on the peak of saddleback mountain off my list.
I felt like a god.
I may hire someone just to sell my family the drugs they keep asking me for. It's cutting into my doing drugs time.
I guess crabs is what I get for sleeping with my ex.
God loves me. So high, craving Jimmy Johns chips, looked down, unopened bag in front of me. Still doesn't feel real
You have ruined sex with him for me. Now all I think is "boy scout" and I want to go home
I now have a other guy willing to drive 3 hours for my vagina. At my next gyno appointment I'm asking her if there's cocaine in there.
ok so i took my anxiety medication and i'm eating junior mints and i think my vagina will be ok
I just saw a guy in a hazmat suit riding a tractor.
Literally I can feel my heart beat in my vagina because of how sore I am
He is a beautiful butterfly covered in tattoos and naked.
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