I told her I would melt her with my mustache. Needless to say, he pants were soon off.
There's an amish chick decked out in amish clothes on a cell phone staring at me.
New pre-game routine....wal-mart bathrooms...quality beers for free...hallelujah
he put listerine on his cock to make the taste more "enjoyable"... i think hes a keeper.
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
I feel like the only solution to this is to get naked and lay in the shower for a hour then see what my penis wants to do.
Please make the clown in the corner stop judging me. I mean he's the one with paint on his face. I don't need him judge judying me.
Unless you consider jello shots food the answer is no there is no dinner here. When u get food get more wine too tired of you coming over drinking all my booze and destroying my vagina
It's national boyfriend day supposedly, would it be appropriate if I posted a picture of my dildo?
I wore home his HoHoHo boxers. I've never felt such a connection to an article of clothing.
I'm currently in h&m wondering "what exactly is the class level of a swingers resort?"
it’s about to be september and all i keep thinking is what if i go (another) full calendar year without having sex?
My ultimate hope is that people will hug me, smell me, and therefore think I'm classy.
What are you feeling right now?
Idk. I just flashed a porch 🤷🏼♀️
So not in the best place to do an emotional inventory
No. It's going to be "I'm mad that it took you so long to get over here" angry sex.
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