at some point to night u and I have a 'meeting' too...(1-737): I hope so
you ended the night by relentlessly sucking on my hips bone and hand demanding milk. you said it was because you were a tiger
foreplay: 7 minutes. sex: 3 minutes. cuddling: 10 minutes. getting dressed: 5 minutes. commute: 5 minutes.
when the lights went off, all i could see was the glowing of the camera light in the closet... i got the fuck out of there so fast.
Was awful. Wedding photos taken by a river with used syringes floating past. Had to ask the bride to put down a can of rum to have her photo taken.
I lost it last night. That was humiliating. Cincinnati is now covered in my puke.
She's dressed as a slutty goth schoolgirl. Those are my three favorite things. God himself could not give me whiskey dick.
I'm sorry, you might have to start setting aside some time in your day for my pussy.
she sent me a picture of dilf asleep in bed with the caption "what happened last night?"
I sent you a snap of me in the bath, and you sent me a snap of a taco. An actual taco.
If last night was a preview of 2015, I quit.
Also, I don't know if it's the drugs I'm on or not, but I truly believe I was hypnotized last night listening to an audio book.
If body pillows had a built in vibrator attached I would literally never need a boyfriend again
These business classes have improved my drug business ten fold
I have a mailbox and I don't know why.
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