Where you at
assisting at a photo shoot in williamsburg till 7ish. wassup?
Doesn't matter. I already jerked off in your bed.
He can't get past my hymen. At least that's what he said it feels like.
It took you an unbelievable amount of time to realize that your ass was on fire.
Everything smells like syrup. But I guess that's better than last time when everything smelled like beer.
Somehow he came on his own face...then he freaked out
No one actually likes Tequila. They just accept it as a fact of life. Like hpv.
She's been divorced three times and use to raise cock fighters. Of course I'm interested in her
Apparently I confessed my love for him last night. Also, my love for cash4gold commercials.
I found the perfect eye liner, it passed the blow job test, no smudging!!
We didn't have a blender for the margaritas, so she tried to use the garbage disposal and wasted half a handle of my grandpa's good tequila.
I just want to let it be known that I almost put my phone in the fridge.
I was mid-sentence and you stopped me and said, "Yeah.. for my vaginas sake, I'm gonna need you to stop talking right now."
so i might have figured out why that girl isn't talking to me...I'm 90% confident I didn't give her a pillow when she stayed over >.>
Why aren't you two playing Dora the explorer with each other's genitals yet?
i found you laying on the floor staring at the ceiling and you kept muttering "why" in various inflections.
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