I don't know what you were told but i for sure didn't sleep with any one but steve's couch.
It would be worth it to see how drunk he is right now.
He cartwheeled into the side of the neighbor's garage.
Ok, i'm coming over
she definitely blew him on the riverbank, some lady floated past and said "have some pride honey", amazingly awkward
No more tipping the bathroom attendant with your phone.
We stole a cat. That is all you need to know.
In class ... We were just assigned groups for the quarter... Remember that night we took shots from that guys pants? I now know his name
I have to overdose on valtrex I had a rough weekend.
Im in the bathtub drunk. Less than an hour before the interview. This will be the best or worst career move ever., support?
I no longer see him as a simple set of male genitalia attached to a very sexy body. The title "trophy fuck" seems wrong. Damn.
Pretty sure I humiliated the fuck out of myself last night after I was dared to attempt to give myself head. I hate vodka
Can you find me some 'I threw up in my hair last night' medicine?
And now you know why we call him Three-Balls Brad
What am I supposed to say? "Hey remember last spring when I did an ergonomic assessment on your office, well here's an ergo for your dick."
I have just received a gold-medal-deserving sext. He wrote me a fucking novel. Not only am I incredibly turned on but I am beyond impressed. He is the sext god. I must bow to him.
It's very finicky. Like baking. or BDSM.
Randomize