So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
Go to google and type XXX
.......Is that how you look for porn?
WORST DINGLEBERRY EVER
I just went in my fridge and said to my turkey "see you thursday". I seriously have issues
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
he/she has shaved legs and makeup on. but a spare tire stomach, high socks with high heels...a wig and glasses. and still talked like a man. it was a nightmare scenario
He referred to his cock as "The cock" like it was third party or something.
I pretty much envision me eating a turkey leg whilst fucking you. I have priorities.
I woke up five hours later with a mouthful of Jimmy John's while clinging to my sandwich.
Eye drops are like seatbelts of being high. Think about it
YO CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR MÉNAGE À TROIS. YOU GO, GLENN COCO
I feel like I should acknowledge that I see you as a human and not a ragdoll sex object
i dont think sending her flowers will make her forgive you running over her foot.
i told someone my fallback plan was to be a slutty bartender and i needed the practice as i straddled them to pour a shot
I'm not 100 percent on this, but I think I just shit a lump of cement. What the fuck happened last night?
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