i'm only drinking out of pineapples from now on.
Every time we go downtown I ask myself why we live in Des Moines
she took her clothes off and my dick went from =====> to =>
weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
I kept waking up & seeing my Goodfellas poster and thinking it was a window with people crammed against it staring at me.
I guess the lighting in my room made it look like they were moving. I remember telling myself that they were watching over me and protecting me from the cops
so when am I gonna get some from you?
when you dick grows 3 inches
worse things have happened to me. but if it will make you feel better you can pay for my therapist sessions next week.
Got 6 blowjobs in one weekend... new personal best.
Ps if we're still living vicariously through each other, you had sex on a beach last night
You were definitely doing something right. You could only see the colored parts of his eyes a couple of times. I was pretty sure he was dead at some point.
The last thing I remember is sitting in a chair and him hand feeding me bell peppers
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
He tried to spell out "PROM?" in his cum on my stomach during sex. It was terrible
well did you say yes?
It's hard picking what to wear when you know the plan is sex. Like can't I just wear my robe let's just simplify this.
I have a completly random but serious question. Can I make a paper mache mold of you ass and turn it into a pinata filled with airplane bottles of liquor? Its for my art class
Randomize
