As it would turn out, "jesusssssss" is not the password to enter Faith Chapel's wifi network.
He's paying me $45 to clean his room and $55 if i find the oxy that he lost.
I want to spend time with you, and by time, I mean real time. Not your dick in my mouth time.
Take this only to mean that we love you, but we're having a serious, half-hour, hypothetical discussion about how far we think we could throw you.
I kept reassuring him that I was easy like Sunday morning, not easy like "I've had 6 shots of tequila and haven't had sex in three months"
You will not judge me for my made-up holiday of wine appreciation day
there is a dorito bag in my car full of my mouth blood
Wow, im gonna be a great doctor..."hi let me save your life but first check out this pic of me deep throating a handle of grey goose"
He's upstairs shouting 'FUCK OFF I'M IN MY MOTHERFUCKING ZEN ZONE' out of the window.
new costume idea. paint swatches and a ball gag... I'll be 50 shades of grey.
Just thought you should know, Im with josh now. Im no longer available for rent. I have a full time tenant now. Like, a year long lease at least.
He put on a roller derby documentary. It was either bore myself to death watching that or take off my dress. He was very appreciative.
I will be wearing a suit out more cuz it has been decided i rage harder with a power tie
Something like, "Merry Christmas. I hope Santa shits in your mouth."?
He expects a blow job at the movies but won’t pay for popcorn? Does he know it’s not 2017 anymore
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