So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Yeah. We was talkin. Its ok. My bed is too filled with pam for sex. Its like a slip and slide of butter product.
I'm on the bus going to class. And a cop just rolled by and I got nervous because I didn't have my seatbelt on. I have to stop smoking so much weed.
she just uttered the sweetest sentence in the english language...my stripper friends are coming over
I seriously just washed my dick in a public restroom. That's how dirty last night got
On my way home right now. I miss you. let's cuddle. whiskey.
he asked me if i would dance for him to make it easier for him to jack off. does that answer your question.
He has a clip art-style heart tattooed on his hip. I hated him way before I saw his tiny dick.
do you think its obvious that we spent all afternoon playing naked body oil twister?
Cock is NEVER random. You may quote me on that.
A BJ like that needs to be recommended.
What is my life coming to that I have to cross state lines to get laid?
So I couldn't find Leif..... He fell asleep in our closet upstairs trying to get changed into warmer clothes
I need a fucking roommate.
You need a fucking babysitter.
dude, he literally lasted one minute. and i paid 8 dollars for cabs.
Randomize
