before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
There was so much of it... it was like he poured a bowl of pudding on my face. It's not bad for your hair is it?
Yeah he is here but I can't let him know I am until he has like 30 min worth of drinks. so when he see me he isn't like "omg ew,NO!"
I have so much to learn from you, wise slut
He had on juicy sweatpants and thats when i knew he was no longer a threat.
So can we just skip dinner and I'll just pay you for a blowjob?
Don't tempt me, I need beer money.
What a good family we'd make, him and I and our kids and his good dick.
He tried to slow-dance with me in bed. IN BED.
One of my other friends found me and the dog in the back seat of this one guy's car....I don't even know
IF CHARLIE SCHEEN CAN DO IT I CAN DO IT IM A PROFESSONAL
OH MY GOD MY GRANDMA JUST SHOWED ME HER BOOB OH. MY. GOD.
There's strippers and bear every where so ether you gave me the wrong address or this is the coolest birthday party thrown for a seven year old ever.
I started blowing him in North Dakota, and I finished the job in Minnesota. Oh, the places road head can take you.
I just...no. You make my soul cry. You are giving me karma-cancer. This torture of my majesticness can no longer be tolerated.
I heard you were drinking whiskey straight from the bottle last night.
Actually I was drinking whiskey straight from 3 bottles, but that is neither here nor there.
Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.
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