Just heard a guy discussing with someone else the amazing blow job you gave him. I’m in New York. Over 2 hours away from where you live. I have never been more proud.
He must hate going to the bathroom. Every time he does he is reminded how small his dick is.
i just woke up to seventeen texts from you saying all the things you would have done for a french fry.
I turned down free cocaine. I both respect and regret and that decision.
I'm home and safer than post-menopausal sex; you're welcome for the image. And yes, I did just use a semi-colon hammered.
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
She looked at my cock with a kind of resigned disappointment.
I woke up and he was just feeling up my stomach. I felt like buddha and he was rubbing my belly for good luck. never again.
Apparently stumbling across interstate bridges is not cause for concern but screaming Wookie noises at cars is. Thanks, cops.
Hey in a lighter note I also nutted in that cheerleader too if she got prego there would have been a team reunion on Maury
Running my fingers through my hair was like that scene in Patch Adams where the old lady got to swim in a pool of pasta. I love Molly.
Your poor dick will look at you and scowl for all the abuse he's going to take this week.
and you fell through a lawn chair
I mean, it's good for a lot of things. Just not the inside of your vagina
Well neither is bbq sauce but I dont judge kinks
If by science you mean beer then YES!!!!
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