the entire time we were hooking up i couldn't stop thinking about the bengals. thoughts?
Memory from last night that just came back: me forcibly jacking him off while he yelled I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS
hey. who tried to drive me home last night?
not sure. we got lost. what do you mean "tried"?
i'm still in their car. parked on the beach. no one else is here. i have on different pants.
He had in his status he loved beating off and tagged his wife. another reason facebook should be for college.
i feel like verizon should give a sexter of the month award
Periouds do not concern me. Biploogival needs are buological needs.
I just want to fuck you then discuss implications of our existence afterwards. Then Doritos and hot tub.
Come get me...we were walking home and she kept yelling "people need to get run over more!" then she just sat down in the middle of the street saying "it just feels right."
I feel like we need a drunken piñata bash with your face being the piñata and my hopes and dreams being the stick
I live vicariously through you. No one mistakes me for a hooker anymore. I look like a stay at home mom of three. On bad days of four.
We might as well just set our livers out to sea on burning ships
I bought 10 disposable adhesive bras and duct tape. If Home Depot can't help my breasts defy gravity, nothing will...
LMAO
Painting strippers breast and vaginas to look like easter eggs. What r u doing tonight.
The cat is stealing cigarettes and my vagina cures blindness. How's your night?
fucked him on the porch to avoid the chanting that always happens when we leave the bedroom. backfired when a group of freshman walked by and started screaming like fucking babies.
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