so i used to love airports for the escalators... now its the bars... then the escalators after the bars
he asked if he could put his cape on while he was still inside me.
we already have meals planned for the weekend.
SEMEN IS NOT A MEAL.
I am unable to type or say "unprotected, receptive anal sex" with a straight face. clearly, HIV was a poor research paper topic choice.
She alternated between blowing me and feeding me bites of the sandwich she made for me.
we've been together for three years, and i still get excited when i know i'm going to give him a blow job. it's that kind of love
Seriously what kind of college town is this? Nobody parties during the week or abuses perscription drugs
My mom just found my nipple clamps...... oh God why....
Good god, my descendants are going to be fucked.
Well I'm sorry I assumed you were a human and that humans have the capability to forget sometimes.
He managed to rip my nipple last night....
Just a reminder- you dropped broccoli in my car and then felt bad for it and named him Henry
I know. I miss henry.
Were not even through the second month of the year and I potentially may have torpedoed a marriage...
She just kept screaming and saying "fucking you is like fucking a mountain"
But once you are just right and I work my tongue in the right spots and hot wax your balls and inner thighs. I will have you right where I want you.
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