if you made me into a cookie and threw me into a betty crocker easy bake oven on christmas morning...that's how baked i am
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
Shaking her cervix like it's the hottest ticket around
I'm not being over dramatic, but I think my heart is going to stop beating.
I noticed how good my hair still looked. Apparently rum and coke in it helps it stay curly thru sex. May be using this more often.
Can we end it on a good note at least? Can we fuck and then never talk again?
If I'm not up by 8, will you please knock on my door?
That depends, can you stop texting me while you're masturbating?
Touche.
I CAN STILL HEAR YOUR VIBRATOR.
As usual, I had to fight him for his car keys. Though this time he made it to the valet garage. All the Hispanic attendants gathered around and watched. Felt like I was in a cock fight.
She wanted me to watch her masterbate and after she thanked me for a wonderful evening and left. This state is weird.
I'm just chillin on the bathroom floor
Haha oh no
The bathroom floor is like my second bedroom on the weekends
went to their party, left halfway through to fuck a pledge, came back to keep drinking. I think everyone won.
How much do souls cost? I feel like I need one if those.
His chest is so hairy i want to pet it with my nipples.
Am I the only person in the world that does not give a shit about the avengers?
I promise it wsnt a penis when i put it in my mouth
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