I love the "adulterer" look on you. It's hot.
Its part of my fall instant classic line.
The one from last night got me a whole floor of Eskimo Brothers. There was a celebration of high fiving as I left
DO NOT EAT ONE OF DONOVANS WEED RICE CRISPIES. I REPEAT DO NOT EAT IF YOU VALUE YOUR EYE BALLS
Im still alive. Just can't talk. Or move. No need to worry
My clothes are covered in blood and I feel like I drank a gallon of elephant cum...it's safe to say I'm hungover
if you had such a terrible roommate you would understand. jacking off in his conditioner is just the start.
All you kept saying was, " Barack fucking Obama. FUCK Michelle" and then you motorboated me.
I'm like an air traffic controller of women. It's a very similar job. Well spaced and gentle landings are good. When they meet, it's bad. Explosions bad. Dying screaming burning children bad.
Honestly and this might sound scary... But I want to get high and play with weapons
You should help rebuild my confidence with your dick. Altruism: Pass it on.
I actually feel bad for him. He has me as a girlfriend and he's like a saintly cleanly person... And I'm over here telling him to jizz on my back and shit.
I'm gonna die. First I'm gonna throw up. But then I'm gonna die.
For someone who wanted a break I'm getting way to much dick
He's perfect in every other way. Is buying him a cockring too forward or just honest?
I don't know if I'm more disturbed by the fact that you hooked up with a dude with one arm, or that "hook up with a dude with one arm" was on your bucket list.
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