You blewit but ill be back in laekciew tonigthso calll mee
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
he sent me a naked picture of himself. things got awkward really quickly. but on a positive note he shaved his chest
My eyes got the double whammy. Once with pepperspray from the riot the other with cum. Both of which i did nothing to deserve.
drunk me is my new role model. he's fearless. like not even afraid of tornadoes.
that's what penises do
they tell lies.
The secrurity code on my debit card is 420, can not lose this card.
Stripperoke is exactly what it sounds...
Let's cut to the chase. What days are we sleeping together this week?
Well anything after a French guy would have been a disappointment. But I'm fairly certain he was just trying to masturbate into me.
Dear Penis Owner...our records show that you are overdue for servicing...please contact our friendly associates to schedule a thoroughly satisfying experience today...operators are standing by...
When we were done he got down next to the bed and I thought he was Tebowing. He was hitting a bong that he had already loaded and hidden under the bed.
I got drunk by myself and ended up listening to Beethoven in the dark.
FOUND MY PANTIES COMINY JOME
So nothing to worry about, but i'm probly going to jail soon, just thought i should let you know so you didn't worry. Bye!
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