When I woke up his cat was sleeping on my face and i had scratch marks on my neck. not happy.
only room for one pussy in that bed.
just once i'd like the "right thing" and the "topless thing" to be the SAME THING
Changed my mind. Wearing a dress. Casual, with a side of breasts.
She punched my vomit. In midair. Back into my mouth.
you know by doing this we are using dad as a drug mule right?
I've already come up with two plans that will probably end with me getting kicked out of here. You guys should come faster.
you know it's time to start studying when you've procrastinated to the point where you're reading your roommate's ex-boyfriend's wall posts from 2006.
We didn't have beer, so we played mini-beer pong with shots and frozen peas.
Not enough clothes on. Not enough vagina. Not enough drugs in my body.
We're all in the kiddie pool on the porch. Fully clothed. Watching porn. With my manager.
Just ran into her dad at the strip club. He bought me a dance. I think i found a winner.
Nothing ends a night of heavy drinking better than banging to three six mafia in your own driveway
At least one of us had a weekend full of money and dick
All I remember is receiving a lap dance to slow motion.
I'm sorry I've been mean recently but tbh it really turns me on seeing you cry so it might happen a lot..... You're a pretty crier I don't get it
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