Well apparently he's into motor boating.
The last thing I remeber was convincing you to hide in the fridge, and then taking everything out and you not fitting.
capt morgan doesn't hurt if you honestly believe it's golden flavored kool-aid.
Sometimes I wonder why.. Then I realize I can't fool myself with that question bc we all know it's bc of his enormous dick
we where pretty evenly matched until he threw me through that wall
When I try to close my eyes ibwant to puke. Going to the basement to watch pocohantas. That'll keep myeyes open. And puke free.
Did you ever get our sex tape out of the rental car before you returned it?
I don't remember what happened but judging from the contents of my pockets it had something to do with potatoes and glo in the dark condoms
she looks like one of those semi-pretty girls that turns into a 9 while she's riding your cock like she's trying to catch a train on horseback.
I want him for more than banging and buying me potato salad. Is this what love feels like?
Like I owe him sex. Hell fucking no. I owe myself sex. With a celebrity. Or a clean pornstar. Who knows.
I hope dressing like a sexy, but very grown up and intelligent, secretary while out shopping helps disguise how high I am right now.
He's ruined me. Do you know how frustrating it is to know I'll never find another guy as tall and handsome and rich with as big of lips & booty, and cock as him who also rims and takes me on tropical vacations and buys me all the cocaine.
No it's a real cult, with original ideas and shit like that
And tell your penis that we can hang out tonight for sure.
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