I'm skeptical of all drag queens.
New requirements. My future husband must have a nose ring and wear headbands.
We are no longer friends.
I don't even know how sober sex starts anymore
tonight is going to be epic. can you pre-book an ambulance?
you know you made it when your beer pong table is made from imported italian hardwood
all a guy has to do is give me sprinkles and cookies and they can get me in bed
No like you fell onto the fence. I don't even know how you got into the fenced in area.
Also, any YOLOwl-related sex photos will result in you winning ten orgasms, courtesy of myself, as well as sweets and bacon-based dinner. All entrants welcome
We were talking when all of a sudden she reach and started squeezing my dick and goes "nice." and then just kept the conversation going like nothing happened.
I imagine my service panda will provide sufficient protection. At the very least it will be an irresistible cuddly distraction while I make good my escape.
My vagina feels like it's been kissed by angels.
How does one hint at their mentee that they used to casually fuck his brother
He was eating my ass and came up for air, I almost choked laughing because he had a toilet paper cling on stuck in his mustache
I never saw such an emotional argument over yellow vs. spicy mustard.
Ok, stop saying "youths." You're 23.
Randomize
