i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
are you just going to ignore any texts involving my penis from now on? because thats going to shut down a pretty sizeable portion of our conversations.
he had his head down and said he was listening for the buffalo, he had to still be drunk.
Got free coffee because I told the guy at starbucks the pleats in his khaki pants made his cock look big.
He just lit his joint with the tiki torches around his pool. He is definitely coming to my future parties
I asked her to make me water, which in turn meant get me a glass. She handed me a cup of microwaved ice cubes.
His penis makes me feel like a mystic dragon sliding down a turbo slide covered in white gumdrops and sour cashews
Same.
1. My arms are cement 2. I wish dogs could answer the phone
i feel like when you brought up the possibility of you getting pregnant the sexting is over
I just can't have sex in the car again. it's just too much
It's like the cookie assaulted me with being high.
nobody put me to bed and I ended up peeing on a tree and got written up
He radiates elegant sexual dominance. I bet even his balls have pinstripes.
dude you know how i got totally hammered and lost my phone at some frat when i came to visit you two months ago? yeah well someone mailed it back to me in minnesota.. with a picture of a cock as the screen savor
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