According to my dad, my tongue ring makes people assume I give a lot of blow jobs because, as stated by him "that's what it's for"
Vodka infused whipped cream. Shit just got real.
All I really need to know is how to say "where is the bathroom" and "I don't take it in the butt anymore". I think that will suffice.
I love my boobs, they're the only thing that supports me. They make me a solid 6.
I have never heard someone not give a fuck so poetically in my life. I feel like you should be leading men into battle with a speech like that
I can only take thier stupid "I think beauty school is for me" routine so long until I have to bitch slap them with some knowledge
He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after.
Some small part of me hopes I'm on the probationary list because of seeing the Dean at that fetish party.
There's something really beautiful about walk of shaming past the Capitol.
also I saw his dick in the morning light and it was glorious. Like staring upon your birthday cake you ordered from heaven and going " can't wait to eat that later"
he just sent me a dick pic, it highly resembled a cheese stick
Vasectomy results are in. No swimmers in the water. REPEAT. No swimmers in the water. Come help me harness my new found super-power
He says it takes a lot to subdue the urge to just bury his face in my vagina. Of course, I have absolutely no problem with this.
But what if there are 6 people and they end up just pairing the off into 3 couples. Is it still an orgy?
the D I S R E S P E C T of sending someone nudes, them opening it, and not bothering to respond
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