I love sluts.
I end my prayers with that every single night.
its like whenever the snow comes all the hott girls drop out of school. where are they
you kept telling us that in dog beers you only had one
I pull out like 90% of the time, but that's just to make art.
Im pretty sure at one point a very high you yelled, with actual tears in your eyes, "im not wrestling with you anymore, you dont respect my safe word!!"
Because I can't get laid, I'm day-drinking and hunting squirrels in the backyard. You can take the girl out of Montana...
It was going alright when lo and behold Tom the cock blocking tornado hits. He is the only man I know who doesn't want anyone to fuck girls.
At a bar across from the city police station. I PROMISE I will do something great.
Honestly, I want an afternoon of mild abuse, mixed with face fucking and general molestation that turns in love making, laughter and cinnamon toast crunch naked in bed.
He said my vagina is harder to escape than the Temple of Doom.
I will consider it. I need to determine if ogling him is worth almost certain death via zipline.
6 showers laters and I still feel like I have his vomit in my vagina. At least I could help him figure out he's gay.
I'm still alive btw, in case you were worried about my well being.
I remember yelling at him telling him that the strippers were "nice people."
You seem like the type to go to a craft sale baked out of your mind. I like you.
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