This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
I think it was the chocolate body paint and awesome blowjob that finally made us official.
so all the bums hang out by my new store, they have a leader we call king bum... He got dethroned by police today for choking out a hooker. The bum heirarchy is in shambles right now.
he got a charlie horse midthrust which triggered my orgasm we're still sorting this out.
The polish Muslims are throwin paczkis into the crowd and I'm beer 6 before 11 am
just lying in bed drinking beer with a straw waiting for motivation. why?
He sent me an email apologizing for sleeping with her...and by that I mean he sent a picture of his dick to my school e-mail
Maybe you shouldn't go to cosmic bowling, i don't know if cum glows and I don't wanna find out i'm sure his parents don't either.
If I had a mugshot, I would totally use it as my main picture on Tinder, just to keep it interesting.
I think the "tmi" ship sailed a long time ago, and it took our dignities with it..
Meet at Walmart straight from work to buy items for hurricane fun. Then blast some wine, make some sex, blast a bowl and cuddle each other till the sun comes up?
That's the most romantic New Orleans hurrication I've ever heard of. Can I have your babies?
I saved a note for myself but all it said was "am I a slutty Holden Caulfield?"
I just want to go home and eat bagel bites in my underwear
she used her teeth again, but this time it was out of love
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