why did u let me go home with him last night?
u were determined it was a good idea
id fuck shawn from boy meets world only if we could name the baby topanga.
he called me "his little blueberry cunt muffin"...how would that make you feel?
I got to find out the airplane alcohol limit, and somehow I made it through the flight.
so not only am i rooming with two chicks on the volleyball team, but we just put down the deposit on a hot tub. this is going to be the best summer ever for my dick.
She kept sniffing my sweater and tried to guess what type of detergent I use.
Even her dad came up for the body shots. Wasn't sure what to do so I just laid there and let it happen...
I feel like if Miami and New Jersey fucked each other and produced a baby that would summarize the bar I'm in.
You peed on a pole and declared to a cop that it was your pole and yelled at him to not even look at it, and then yelled at all of us for looking at it.
Nothing will stop me from making the title of my paper "The Great Political Cock Block." Absolutely nothing.
My sweat smells like Wild Turkey. I'm really feeling the holiday spirit.
He usually doesnt care about me cumming but last night he really tried, I feel that him going to the Womens March benefitted my sex life
You chose shitty college football over this pussy and my cute little mouth. That's your fault.
I saw his new girlfriend. She was flashing people, short and kinda chubby. I was happy with my life after that.
I cant wait to tell our kids we met because you subscribed to my onlyfans.
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