I decided to name my penis gatorade...is it in you?
and then you made a playlist that was just "party in the usa" on repeat...
I just bought a CD. I feel like a traitor to my generation.
and I'm going to name my autobiography "blow jobs with enthusiasm are the best"
I'm naming my autobiography "Reasons Not to Date Girls From Texas."
Ive been tazing him too get him immuned. He will be unstopable.
You do resemble something that has been used as a chew toy.
Feeling better?
I can stand long enough to do the dishes finally. Been trying that all day.
Im making gravy in a lace bra and jeans. Just call me the southwern wet dream
Matt says that there are strip club auditions in our living room and he'd like you to audition.
I'm going to be fiscally responsible and buy a handle.
I still owe him the card with all the sperm paper cutouts falling out like glitter saying " sorry you can't hold your load. Better luck next time "
He sent me a picture of him trying to push his cock into a Gatorade bottle. I dont know if I'm impressed it didn't fit and disgusted that he sent me something so vile.
The cop looked me right in the eye and apologized for cock blocking me.
Its really hard to get off when the googly eyes on your vibrator stare into your soul..
Interesting. All i can really say is humanoid shaped doritos bags melting very slowly
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