She was not exactly lady-like. Down there.
Just once id like a girl to say to me in the dracula voice, i want...to suck...your dick...
you got in your car and made the sounds of a NASCAR, then called me on your phone and I was your pit crew. then you apparently you won the race, and THAT'S when you tried to backflip off the top of your car.
he just wrote my ten page research paper for tit pics. i love my boobs.
He came up there while i was bartending, ate a salad, told me he wanted to divorce me, then tipped me 10 dollars....
she wouldn't stop crying, so we sang her to sleep. i'm guessing you will find her in the same position by the toilet in the morning. night.
You stuck a chicken finger in that stripper's clevage and said "Keep this warm for me.
I passed out drunk and Jane had created a picnic on my chest. I had chips and a hamburger laid out on my boobs. The only reason I woke up is she was trying to feed me too.
What do you need? A swimsuit and a liver of steel? What else?
Last time i carry you out of a forest
We fucked then made friendship bracelets, his mother taught him right!
He did a line of coke off my stomach then flipped me over and smacked my ass. Then, while he was talking dirty to me, he told me he wanted to hire someone to clean my room. And that's when he lost his boner. Life is so hard.
I mean honestly, I love naps like Anthony Weiner loves sending dick pics
I do not mind being torn from the first touches of sleep to see a man who looks like that
i made out with his shirt. MDMA, man.
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