I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
I told her i was enlisting in the air force tomorrow.....it was like the activation code to her vagina
She had to put it in. I told her I was too drunk and didnt trust myself to not put it in her ass.
Just hide your weed in your baby brothers shirt. TSA wont check a baby, thats fucked up
it wasn't THAT bad but he definitely called his dick an asshole and said sorry to my vagina
Found a single cinnamon toast crunch between my butt cheeks. We did work last night
Like not in a "I wanna have sex with you way" more like a "I wanna cuddle your mustache way"
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
You made out with my dog and told me he tasted like a rainbow.
I just swallowed some ecstasy stuck in my nose from last night. Work should be interesting.
Well, I saw an Olympian's genitals tonight, so it can't be that bad.
On the food pyramid big dick are "sometimes foods"
Woke up naked on your sister's mattress lying next to a single slice of bread.
I want to be "performing a disservice to society by actually wearing clothes in public" hot.
Smoking weed with a blind guy, don't worry he's chill.
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