JoAnns office is warmer than mine. . .it must be because she has the gateway to hell under her desk.
So far we've hooked up on a pool table, on a public bathroom counter and now in a little league baseball dugout. We haven't even made to a house yet.
I'll tell these girls I'm like the pet adoption center...don't play with it if you're not taking it home.
By the way, i got bored and just started putting my balls on every object in your room. One at a time.
well someone pooped in the lint basket in the laundry room last night, but none of us will admit to it so we're all just secretly judging each other and doubting ourselves.
I knew you would eventually ask my secret. Pedialite mix drinks. Works wonders.
When I take mushrooms I can feel your presence down there. I can feel where Africa is too.
I know. he thinks we're 'meant to be'. No we're fucking not. God wouldn't give my soulmate a pencil dick.
I opened my eyes this morning, looked at the sunlight and made this hangover my bitch.
Let's just say I've never been so continually aware of my nipples before.
I asked if he wanted to sext and he just started sending me pictures of his beard.
it wasn't a total waste of time; I mean how often do you get to play scotch pong?
.....fair enough
Today I learned that I have a bigger dick than Draymond Green
Reading becomes significantly more difficult when people are having crazy loud sex in an adjoining room
its Niagara falls. its like international waters. You can get away with anything there
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