So does your leg always twitch violently when someone plays with your clitoris? Or has my ten years of piano playing finally paid off?
That shit is worth it...they got medicine for that now a days
On ecstasy, in Ikea. this is incredible.
There is something depressing about eating toast in a dark living room by myself using a paper plate that says: "Let's Party!"
I would also like to inform you that I can no longer lay on my back because my tailbone is bruised from the nightstand. Good job.
I was crying hysterically and you wouldn't stop petting my ear and shushing me every time I tried to say something.
I may or may not have shit out a layer of my liver after that weekend.
Second wind. Either that or my heart is about to explode. I'm hoping the first one.
do we own a ladder
We do not.
then how am i on the roof
I just want to have normal problems like what kind of puppy to get, or should I pay a hooker to fuck Scott, or even a dilemma about fucking Twizzlers. I don't know.
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
Really I don't care what we're doing or watching. Your penis spends way too much time outside of my body.
you were walking down the sidewalk and just puked. didnt even stop or slow down and just kept going. i was so impressed i didnt even tell anyone you threw up on passing peoples shoes.
he told me I was hypnotizing him with my mouth so I guess I do give good head
my downstairs neighbor came by to say he’s having a huge loud party tomorrow, handed me a toblerone bar, and said thank you in advance for your understanding
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