I think i ate a live goldfish last night. that i caught with my hand in a kiddie pool. my stomach really hurts.
hey its robert, we just made out in the backyeard. i'm inside now and you should come to the bathroom and meet me.
used his ipod to set the mood...1st song was livin on a prayr 2nd song was disco stick
i expected more from guys that i meet at the jersey shore.
I was just tapping my foot in the bathroom at Penn Station just PRAYING for anonymous sex. You know how that goes.
Come see our sink grown plant.
i'm glad we've gotten to the point in our relationship where I can eat peach rings off your penis.
I'm really starting to miss his dick. Like so much I'm actually tempted to try and work things out with him again.
i know i should keep better track of the things that i put in your vagina but i've put so many things in there it's hard to keep track
My saliva right now is around 7.6% alcohol/volume.
There just aren't enough words in the English language to convey my deep and abiding love of your cock. So I am beefing up on my Portuguese.
My wife ladies and gentlemen! Love ya babe.
When we pulled over so you could pee, you made us stand over you and "make a roof"
My boobs just got me out of my third ticket last night
i'm so proud. i woke up to nearly seven feet of basketball player in my bed this morning
you win. again.
His new girl is probably classy and boring. I bet she doesn't feed him sour patch kids while she wiggles his weiner.
KY in my mouth and throat does not a party make.
Just a couple of adults talking about cum shots at 8am on presidents day
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