Hello, balls-out mistake. It's been a while.
If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
i think she is mad at you for trying to take a shit in the back seat of her car
We have to talk through the words with friends chat so his gf won't find out
He was on Keeping Up with the Kardashians it was like a deed from god to bang him
nothing like baby laughter to ruin a masturbation moment
Remember when we pinky swore we'd never feel hungover alone...
Imagine getting smashed in the dick by a basketball. A basketball made of metal. With spikes. That's pretty much what his dick looked like.
Wanna play whack-a-mole in my pants?
Your word choices worry me.
My dry spell starts kindergarten this fall...
They grow up so fast.
You're not talking any sense into me. You're cheering me on to disaster.
... is that not half the reason I'm your best friend in the first place?
I had to cum in my sink.
he was just sitting there in his underwear... and his chewbacca mask...
The Adderall says yes, but my body says no.
I was trying to be good but he showed up with dinner and wine and I exploded. Like a bomb. A dirty, sexy bomb
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