What kind of poor, pathetic town do we live in where a horny teenage girl is sitting in her basement on a saturday night, unlaid?
do you know why i have a volvo grill taped to the back of my car?
we were in your room and your mom was singing twinkle twinkle little star in the hallway. so you decided to scream "twinkle? TWINKLE! What Fucking little star?!"
I have the Lakers game on, but all I can think about is having sex with you. Not sure what you've done here.
I feel I need to conquer him. He's six ft eight and 265lbs. Its like the mount Everest of sex.
Dude they are all farmers and I'm pretty sure there's a prostitute here.
I'd just like to give a shout out to jesus and plan b for making this day possible.
Aw lol. Sounds like my masturbation injury last year
i found him! he's on the front porch using a bag of potting soil as a pillow. i forgot i left him there.
My head feels like a nest made of hair and cum
I can't believe I'm giving you play by plays of this sexting convo. It's like a three way he doesn't know about.
It was a mess. I sat on the kitchen floor with maple whiskey and cried into a bowl of poutine. I've never even been to canada
Tried to shave my legs but the rug burn on my knees from last night got in the way.
Between the deep breathing and nipple piercings , I thought I was in the twilight zone
Oh! I forgot to tell you. Part of that weird ass dream last night. I was jamie lee curtis and I cut off all my hair because yogurt.
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