It all came flooding back to me: there was a woman with one hand
the guy i hooked up with is asleep on our couch. please dont fuck him.
In a tragic sexting typo, I typed the word "blobjob". Now she's coming over and I have no idea what I'm in for...
thanks. im glad you find me better in your comparison between me and fat girl porn.
It just gets louder and louder too...dear god. Her poor vagina.
I just brought the toaster out onto the porch to light a cigarette, don't talk to me about being desperate.
Think of this as an opportunity. Like Jesus just opened up his closet, and inside is an endless supply of huge, beautiful cock.
You'll get a boner for sure
Way ahead of you. Kinda awkward while paying rent but hey
I'm laying in my house looking at chocolate pudding drip from the ceiling onto my partially erect penis... Yay for shrooms!
I think my body is literally trying to get me to reproduce. "fuck someone! Anyone!" - my body
By the way, do you realize that you asked me how much you could get for your eggs last night. And once you learned the price said that you had plenty to share.
he walked up looked at my boobs then looked at my eyes then looked at my boobs again smiled and said "can I get you and the girls a shot "
Our sibling relationship has really blossomed into a wonderful mutual acceptance of sluttyness
Tomorrow has nothing to do with the threesome
I am the one with the vagina. I get to call it.
Been using bowl smoking as a method of time for so long I don't know how long it actually takes to get to work
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