he kept doing his monologue, "if a vagina could talk."
Just woke up next to our cab driver from last night. Please tell me this isn't happening.
Maybe not, but you have to admit watching him get hit by the car was gratifying
She's dressed as a slutty goth schoolgirl. Those are my three favorite things. God himself could not give me whiskey dick.
Just fat and dog and sweat all over the bed. All night long.
I just want a man to crawl into my bed with me and never crawl out. Anti socialism at his best.
I think the exact words were 'I'd lett him to the weirdest shit to me'
I'm going to pretend you don't watch My Little Pony and focus on your large cock. Kay? Don't bring it up again.
My booty call fought through ice and a foot of snow to get here. He brought booze, food, and cigarettes for three days. My vagina is the greatest motivator of all time.
Spent the majority of my senior year drunk. Graduate of 2011, I think 2011. Probably.
Come over. I have beer, your weird ass vegan pizza, and a raging hard on.
Marry me.
I'm determined to sit on that face.
You said, "I'll have this whole island inside of you by 6 AM. Just point out who you want and I'll make it happen."
ps. i have two very important words to sum up my night
which are?
library sex.
Can you please bring the nipple sombrero up?
Randomize
