end the night at a gay bar...not sure how...but why the fuck do i have two condoms in my pocket?
It feels like he gave my taint an indian burn.
i might have gotten away with it if "don't tase me bro!" wasn't the first thing i said when i rolled down my window.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
I don't want end up bound and gagged in the back of a van headed for rehab. Bound and gagged OK. Just not the rehab part.
you were just eating all his cookies and kept mumbling "them crumblies" when the crumbs got on your shirt.
i dont care. it has been a 14 hour day, and we are all celebrating by alternating shots and grilled cheese.
hr gave me pretxwk salad and a doubke shot of grey goose. i approve! tou guys are a beautidil couple.
I had to put a towel over my laptop because the little power light was too bright. New hangover low.
Masturbating during the Olympics and cumming during the national anthem really is everything it's cracked up to be. Just thought you should know.
Looking for my adderal, only found acid. What a shame
Well I didn't know she was a dominatrix...so I kind of just went with it
He told me to keep watching the Grammys and then went down on me.. I think I'm in love.
no, it was more of an i-don't-think-he-even-knows-what-a-clitoris-is, bad.
We blew shit up to. With a cannon.
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