I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
You compared your dick to a twizzler. In no way, shape, or form is that a turn on.
It's like there testing me. My dad kept handing me margaritas and saying "you can take it"
she's throwing a head of lettuce everywhere shouting HEADS UP and trying to get us to play catch with her. i'm scared.
That's what every 12 year old basketball team needs; a drunk and hungover lady eating KD whilst cheering them on. Highlight of their lives.
I just bought us acid. I'm like the drug tooth fairy. Get ready to wake up with a sweattart of acid under your pillow.
Now I'm ashamed that I wore a bra
Also, full disclose I puked in a fruit barrel box
Whoever jacked off in MY pong room on the bean bag with your fucking googles pick up your fucking cum towel you gross disgusting fucks. I said NO MORE jacking off in that room. I swear I will empty it out if this is going to continue.
She made me undress her with my teeth...explains the button in my shit this morning...
Fuck you i've put so many pretzels in her shirt
He's the douchy one who wouldn't let me rip his shirt off, right?
Oh btw, ur tongue should count as a second cock it's that good
I mean the power was out what was I supposed to do
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME! I SAID I WANTED SOMEONE CLASSY AND INSTEAD YOU SET ME UP WITH A GUY THAT JUST TOLD ME HIS FAVORITE PLACE TO FUCK IS ON HIS SWAMPBOAT “THE SLAMHOG!”
I DON’T WANT TO FUCK IN A SWAMP
First of all, his AIR boat is named “Slam Hog” not “The Slamhog.” Second, it’s top of the line. Third, don’t dismiss swamp sex before you try it!
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