You really coming over, don't trick.
He made me cum so much, I almost let him spend the night. The operative word being "almost".
Was just shown the photos from a professional photoshoot my aunt had for their dog...not drunk enough for this...
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
The woman at the nail salon waxing my lip just showed me the strip with all the hair on it while smirking. Apparenltly 'you have a stache' can be communicated through a language barrier.
she's using motion activated glade air fresheners as some sort of early warning system
My face is tingly. And my legs are being massaged by golden elves.
I love your family. Oh. And on a completely unrelated note, I know where we can steal a dog.
I just melted my phone trying to make cookies. I think that's a sign.
i mean let's face it...the pregnant girl was really slowing us down.
I can't leave your house without my underwear spending the night.
He's short and fat and honestly I think he's what my self esteem was made for
You kept ripping all your clothes off and saying, "Let me be free!"
Welcome to my Tuesday when my lesbian ex girlfriend shows up unexpectedly and gets me drunk and then leaves
I don't care if his family has ties to the mafia, you go over there, ride his dick until it breaks off, put his dick back on, and keep on riding. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Thanks for the support, sis.
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