Uhhh...do I owe you any money? Or an apology? Or anything?
Wish you were here....
And I wish your mouth was around my cock, but that never happens, does it?
whenever music plays i find myself always doing kegels to the beat. its like the new foot-tapping
there was a 40 knocked over. chips and salsa all over the floor. and she was in her thong doing boot camp on demand in the middle of the room..
I woke up with my keys safelty pinned to my thong. It's gonna be a great day.
talk of her extensive whoreness has crossed oceans. thats impressive.
On my way home I stopped at target and bought beer and galoshes. I am a planner.
Then I realized I was alone sitting on the bathroom floor brushing my teeth at 2am laughing to myself.
I locked the porch door but I left a spare key on top of the keg on the side of the house
just lying in bed drinking beer with a straw waiting for motivation. why?
She just admitted to me that she was a pinecone.
Yah at one point i was listening to metallica and doing pushups last night. I went thru alot of emotions.
I've reached the gravitational age where it's very hard to get my face and my boobs in the same shot without some kind of yoga involved .
I feel like shit, and I can't get the band aids off my nipples.
So we are in the middle of sex and his brother knocks on the door and says "dude I just wanted to know if you want to see the fish I got tonight"
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