listen. just hotwire a car, take off the license plate, make up a new one on a sheet of paper and go the speed limit. i do it like, at least 3x a week.
apparently the secret to your success is patron
but what if he tries to talk dirty to me with the lisp?
while being fingered today, I was told I have an abnormally deep g-spot. Now you know, I am a size queen because of SCIENCE.
There are work activities and non work activities and dunking my head in a bucket of ice water pulling it out and shotguning a beer is certainly not a work activity
I don't know if I should be scared or excited that I can officially drink vodka on the rocks like it's 7up.
His morals are debatable, but his heart or perhaps his penis is in the right place.
His penis is crooked. Right place? Maybe he starts there, but then he slants.
Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face.
I'm so high I would give anything in the world to be inside my lava lamp right now
We didn't have sex because he locked himself in the bathroom and passed out while he was taking a shit. I cuddled with his cat.
So because I'm off tomorrow that means your dick could be in my mouth majority of that time
what i'd really like is a nice helping of naked boyfriend with a side of naked boyfriend.
He was trying to talk to me about standards while he had a french fry box on his hand like a glove and was using it to flatten his cheeseburger.
I'll screw just about anything, but I draw the line there
If I had your ass I would rule the world
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