Letd wlk him
Lrtd walek hime
Lets wlk home,,,ther we go
i'm sleeping with myself tonight because i remember my name and i won't regret it in the morning. sorry.
i just googled 'classy porn'. high, low, i dunno i just got bored of cum shots.
After he convinced me that my friend had died and come back to life, I decided I was having sex with him that night, and that I should lay off the drugs for a while.
I wasn't concerned until I realized he was using the vase my birthday flowers came in as a " big glass" for his 151 and coke.
While all the other girls were trying to out skut the next, Cameron was just doing cartwheels around the bar. I think she's the only one who got laid.
Um yeah. I just puked. And found your contact.
Sorry for rubbing my feet on you and repeating "good pony, stay."
He told me to come in and have some water before I drove home, my vagina didn't stand a chance escaping. We didn't even make it to the kitchen.
True love: he brought me a margarita while was in the shower. He's a keeper.
His roommates came in the room and were throwing snowballs at us while we were hooking up.
I actually haven't slept with anyone in a while. I think my whore phase is just seasonal.
Learn from my mistakes, you naive soul: Gay love triangles are just as dangerous as straight love triangles.
Honestly, I want an afternoon of mild abuse, mixed with face fucking and general molestation that turns in love making, laughter and cinnamon toast crunch naked in bed.
STAY IN YOUR APARTMENT. DONT GO TO SAFEWAY TO BUY CONDOMS. DONT GO TO THE VAN.
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