please tell me I'm in your upstairs bedroom. Just google mapped myself and I have no idea where I am.
I wonder what it would be like to masturbate in space
Don't text me when you know I'm doing lines on my phone
I think I have internal bruising from those poses we were doing last night. My own ribs hurt me. I don't understand.
He spent the entire date challenging me to chugging contests.
I just hit the bong during the whole bday song then blew the candles out with my exhale.
I think it got a little awkward for her when my dad walked in on us and did nothing except leave half of his pizza on the table for us.
I mean I don't object to weird looking penis as long as it gets the job done. I just need to get it in. I'm gonna be humping chairs soon.
If I walk in on you beating off, at least have the fucking decency to STOP BEATING OFF!
You don't even know. The entire marching band thinks I'm an alcoholic.
I "liked" his changed relationship status just to show him I'm ok with the fact he found someone not as pretty as me
Naw but when she was in the bathroom I threw the condom out the window and I'm pretty sure it hit some girl
She's like the sister I never had that I want to bang.
I woke up with sticky red stuff all over my sheets, face, and chest. Apparently after I blacked out I thought eating ribs in bed was a good idea
I have a dinner date combo blowjob event with Tristan tonight.
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