You are a beautiful, beautiful young lady. Your heart is made of tissue, blood and love. I will call you very soon, Princess Sophia.
Where else am I to apply my creativity?
I don't know. Anywhere productive and not involving sex toys would be a start.
all of his pictures were taken on a library computer, how did you even consider fucking him?
I got to the point where it seemed like she had 8 giant breasts instead of just two
I'm setting a 12:15 alarm for a taco bell run. Be awake or never wake up again.
However today I got my lube that might I add was dripping out of the box. I'd like to think my mailman was mixing business with pleasure.
He literally cocked blocked all the dudes that tried to talk to the girls he was with, and they all loved him.
Same guy who tossed the brunet over his shoulder as they left screaming "Bring me my lucky shovel!"
TOUCH YOURSELF. DO IT.
I don't think that's how you're supposed to sext
I mean I love some drunk compliments, but he just wasn't up to my low standards.
Back. Waiting on Thong the shuttle bus driver. THONG
My inner pteradactyl is also confused.
he left a full can of coors light underneath my windshield wiper, like a love note. if that's not husband material, i don't know what is
I literally just ordered a gold medal online that is engraved with his name, "01.01.16", and "BEST SEX EVER"
Why exactly is there a butt plug on the counter?
ah lol cocaine is strange when I dose I feel like an elephant running through a grocery store
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