She says ass holes are for stuffing, the verb, not stuffing, the noun.
It was like doing yoga with his dick in me
we managed to turn Dream Phone into a drinking game. don't hate.
you grabbed his arm with one hand and the bottle of smirnoff with the other and headed off to your room you were on a mission
Good, she had spurs on her boots. That is a sign for instant herp attack.
He kept dropping hints about giving me crabs. Like he called my pubes a nest and said he "hoped there weren't any eggs in there."
The leasing office is hiring, so I gave them my resume and class schedule. I doubt they'll call me considering last summer at their "exotic animal" pool party I marched in with a funnel and demanded the employees chug. I doubt they've forgotten.
I feel like having peed on eachother is a point in our lives we should never have gotten to...
Dude, they're still mid-coitus. Pretty sure running in to high five my roommate mid-thrust is a mood-breaker.
The Medal of Honor you banged could be at the inauguration today. You really dropped the ball on keeping up with that one.
It was like coming out my mothers vagina again in slow motion
It was literally 8 o'clock in the morning. His horniness knows no bounds.
The cops came, and I made friends with him. He wants me to babysit his kids.
Every morning should start with 2 orgasms and a shoulder massage
still drunk on my way to class to give my presentation on the negative affects of alcohol on the body. hell yes.
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