Incredible sex, Maddow, more sex, spoon, sex again
this kid down the hall keeps banging on his drums...i feel like i'm living in jumanji
and he thought i came like four times in 2 mins. my leg just kept cramping up
apparently, i ordered a pogo stick last night. i can't even be mad about that.
can you put a coffee maker in the dish washer? yo know what, nvm i want to be surprised
her moans were so awkward that i kept asking "what" when she'd say my name...
i made potato chips in weed oil. what did you do today?
hey you forgot your wet suit in my room you can come grab it whenever
ride him like a prized pony all the way to orgasm town.
But fine, we can play that game. You can come over and we can have totally platonic, long, boring discussions. Or we can fuck. Whatever.
I mean you can't really blame him. He's named after whiskey and I don't get along with pants.
you gave a quesadilla a blow job with sour cream at Denny's.
There is a special place in hell for people who only eat the center of the pot brownies.
I seriously feel like I just crawled out from under a shit covered rock. I'm NEVER drinking like that again...well, not for alteast a solid 3 hours.
Your participation in the democratic process makes me horny AF
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