I have no idea what her name is. I only remember putting my dick between her ass cheeks.
Life's too short to consider the larger psychological underpinnings of my lust.
I just spewed blue gatorade in the shower. It looked like the ocean.
The girl with a dislocated arm just did an assisted keg stand. You will never have an excuse again.
I just met the neighbor hes a self proclaimed coke dealer/ softporn producer.
Its official. I've reentered slutty territory. I was a condom away from having sex in a childs playhouse at a park. Oh and I lost my car keys.
She once gave me sex advice over the phone while intoxicated. So no you don't have the cooler therapist.
I realize it truly is impossible to burrow under the grass like a mole. Let's not drink for at least another 3 days.
They're fighting and it sounds intense. Cross your fingers for their demise
Toss in some raw meat and play heavy metal music. It will insight violence.
She's lucky her pussy is worth listening to her ramble about bedroom furniture for 30 minutes
this makes me concerned. not enough to actually do anything about it, but yeah.
Having sex with my girlfriend wearing my old Tom Brady jersey on the day he's freed is the closest I'll come to a 3way with Tom
woke up this morning to a baggy full of adderall and two redbulls..i'm gonna marry this guy one day
The fact that I’m not married yet means there are millions of lucky girls out there who have dodged a bullet
The cl.oudds are foaming a really big pen.Is OMG.
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