help me. he won't leave me alone. he just licked my ear and he's so drunk. get him off me. we're in the closet. help.
you want to go make fun of the strippers on try out night
i got kicked out last time for laughing
I fucked him in a hamburger. literally. he has a hamburger bed.
Within 5 minutes of max walking in his pants were off and he was wearing my snow goggles as underwear.
I gave up my innocence when I let him cum in my spelling bee trophy
Somehow me not being able to breathe due to cocaine doesn't seem very domesticated.
In honor of the internet blackout, I think everyone needs to change their Facebook pictures to ones of them being blacked out.
After she saw a msg in his phone from me that listed the reasons why I love his cock, I don't think I can deny fucking her ex.
Hindsight: Dressing up in nothing but a bra, booty shorts, and police tape made for the most awkward walk of shame of my life.
I'm not having the "why are your fucking my daughter" talk and the "your a drug addict" talk with your mom tonight.
When we missed a fist bump and simultaneously did the Rocket Power handshake I knew I was going to blow him.
We got to the hospital and the girls who caused the accident had already added you on facebook.
Shit facedness and cuddling are what you have to look forward to this evening.
So, I need to know. Why did you spraypaint your underwear gold?
tell me about the fingering
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