You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
i learned a valuable lesson last night. sometimes nice girls finish first. twice.
He gave me a 420 gift that consisted of a dime bag, a philly cheesestake, and a Pepsi that was still cold. If he ever wants a free bj, I got him.
we couldnt tell if he was gay so we started working glee quotes into the conversation to see if he noticed.
you better not pull some "waking up at 2 in the afternoon" shit, we have weed to smoke.
Getting arrested together sounded so much more fun in theory.
After he finished his girlfriend called him. I sat there, tied his shoes for him, then he high fived me and said "this is gonna be a great summer steph"
Like lay upon bear skin rugs, drink brandy and reminisce of the yesteryear's before a majestic fire place? Because those are my plans.
I will pee on everything he values.
According to the red cross, I'm not suppose to do anything strenuous for the next 24 hours. That means you're on top.
my entire left arm went numb
you need to get that checked to make sure you're not wired to have strokes instead of orgasms
he came during what was supposed to be the foreplay blowjob. there goes my evening.
You just wait. When you see me foam roll naked, you're going to lose your mind.
Some guy just walked past the bus stop in a lab coat and with a samurai sword and case...
I cannot pick him out of a line up. I remember he is blonde and his half flaccid dick looks like gonzo. So unless he pulls down his pants I don't know who he is
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