So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
yeah. and then it was like the room of requirement. the elevator just opened for our threesome.
Well, what part of "I've heard she has crabs" didn't you take into consideration?
I just found puke in my bra..
I believe you called it tequila and nipples. The proceeded to strike a pose.
I literally put my pussy on his sideburns, it was awkward
There's a lil minaj in everyone
do we own a ladder
We do not.
then how am i on the roof
Well at least you learned that cops don't like when you call them frenchy. Nice dive over the fence by the way.
He burnt his arm on the grill, then turned around and started blaming it on the burger buns...I think it's safe to say he's drunk.
I vaguely remember hanging my bra off the ceiling fan and chugging a beer during sex
College has turned you into quite the multi tasker huh?
and i do believe that will be the last time you send me a photograph of our mother in her underwear.
he kept insisting he didn't have my number, so i called his phone and my number came up as "yeaaaaaaaaah!"
I thought you might think I was an idiot who thought cock rings prevent STDs,
after last night, ive never not wanted to live so much in my life.
Is that strawberry winking at me??
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