I need to stop coming to work sober
I know I'm really high but I swear I just saw him beating off to his fantasy football roster.
she's on the floor slapping my dogs face with slices of pizza
She gave him a lap dance on the glass table. You can guess how that ended
I've reached the slutty point of no return. And it feels like multiple orgasms and coke lines
Just realized I left my heels in their microwave. Whoops.
I know it I should, but it's kinda nice. It's smells like unbridled enthusiasm and copious amounts of melt your face off sex.
So help my penis see only you. Give him some attention as well.
the other day i was so high i found pages and pages of pictures of HD hamburgers and patriotic music. bong rips for merica.
Well we went from the roof to the stairwell to an air mattres. One day were going to fuck in a bed
I accidentally called my professor daddy...and I think he liked it. Help, I'm scared.
Yeah, I'm sure we have time for sex AND ihop.
Oh don't mind my cushion, I got plowed in the ass by a freight train last night
she keeps trying to brush her hair with leaves and insisting she's not high
You know how fear has a smell? Well turns out shame has a smell too. It's Pina colada flavored anal grease.
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