It's what's on the inside that counts(972): They probably have big open vaginas so the inside is no good
Watching a deaf couple have an argument in the mall. Can't bring myself to look away.
No one wears that much makeup to work unless they are trying to fuck their boss, NO ONE
I am 48% hangover, 48% bruises and 2% fingers I'm texting with.
We let him drunkenly pack his own bags without checking them. Yet no one was surprised when the TSA girl pulled a 12 pack out of his carry on.
Living room floor. I asked him to give me a back rub. He did. And smoothly transitioned that to foreplay, then basically threw me on the floor. My vagina hurts. He deserves another Christmas present.
He sent me a limp picture of his penis with the caption " same ol, same ol' I cant believe these are the type of guys I sleep with
You went over didnt you?
But for real, I had the best sex of my life on that bunk bed
i want to shrink myself down to penis size, climb inside of her pussy and just live there for a few months.
how should I feel if a guy kept complimenting my bangs while I was giving him a blowjob?
There's no sexy way to moan the name Ernest. Or Ernie. This relationship is fucked
Update: drank half a bottle of Bourbon and texted three ex's. Waiting for the roommates to go to sleep so I can raid the fridge.
To be clear you just said "I'll give you a baby" as a sext?
You fell out of his top bunk onto his set of golf clubs. After seeing blood on your leg, you proceeded to sing "the first cut is the deepest" while sprawled on the golf clubs
Greetings from Florida; the armpit of the US, where my 240something lb brother nearly got carried away by some aggressive woodland mosquitoes. I was only spared because they could probably sense I was currently semi-disassociating and would not feel the suffering their presence wrought.
Anyway, how was your day?
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