love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
Pants 0. Shit 1.
her nipple to breast ratio was just odd
so i told my doctor my symptons and she just shook her head at me
he took off his pants and apologized in advance if I thought he was too small.
Cool, so I just walked in on my grandfather checking his prostate in the kitchen.
I would just like you to know that the guy I blew off last weekend to come find ur drunk ass just got drafted into the major leagues.
Moment of silence for the loss of that option.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
Why are there sofa cushions on the floor? And why isn't there a sofa in this room that doesn't have cushions?
About to see some guy and give him a glance that tries to express how sorry i am for blowing his friend while he was getting a BJ in the same room
he had hair everywhere except his balls
I wouldn't call us friends exactly. Honestly I just hang out with him so I can hit on his girlfriend. They won't last long, and I'll be there to pick up the scraps
In the middle of pounding my asshole he stopped and said, "do you want to get breakfast after this?"
What do you mean relationship? He paid for my tires and I gave him a blow job.
Last night’s booty call turned into a cuddlefest. Get your game face on, we’re hunting dick tonight
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