I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
I'm sorry for what I said earlier...your vagina wouldn't look funny If you had a kid.
i only understood the part that said mucho orgasmos
he nicknamed his dick "too big to fail"
They were greeting people getting off the 48 with green beers and cheers. The one day I decide not to take the bus home...
My phone saved "first signs of pregnancy" as a most visited search.
In college, I had one standard. Penis. A lot has changed since then. Now I really only have one standard. Breathing.
Giving my coworkers lap dances cuz it was my turn to decide our team bonding exercise. Go happy hour!
I would say I miss her friendship, then I remember that she gave 4 guys the clap. I'm good.
Dad got stoned the other day and bought us potty training seats for when we have children
It's getting to the point where my ability to get dick pix during the work day is impressing even me. Take that, adulthood!
There's only two more days left to say you saw me naked this year.....I'll bring the booze, you got all of next year to rationalize why.
I need you to teach me how to be roommates with somebody I'm not fucking.
her nickname was handjob. I knew what i was getting into.
I also guarantee you multiple orgasams and blueberry pancakes
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