I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
The album was titled "Best Night Ever" until she found out she was preggers and switched it to "God Punishes Sluts"
I have an excuse to be a whore in Mexico. I'm conducting an experiment to see if small dicks are caused by the poor drinking water.
Things I can say. There is a photo of me pouring whipped cream into a midgets mouth.
I had sex with her like 200 times, and she was only pregnant once, those are pretty good statistics.
want to meet me after class and possibly get arrested for indecent exposure?
But seriously, I hug most of my drug dealers.
When we were fucking he said and I quote "we're like a sex fajita"
That man gives me hope. I can't help it. And by "hope" I mean "wood."
that man is just a bundle of powerful magic and poor judgment
Well he's a 33 year old furniture salesman that picked up at 19 year old buying a bedroom set for her room. I can see how that would be awkward
I want your cock.
All we are is dust in the wiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnd
My boobs looked so good under the black light I saw a girl physically cover her boyfriend's eyes.
Never thought going to McDonald's alone at 3 AM would end with a blowjob outside some random girl's apartment...
He came inside and met my grandmother after we had sex in the driveway. I love that he has a van.
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