what if the hokey pokey really is what its all about?
I totes stole your whore crown.
With great power comes great responsibility.
We were done making out and had been asleep for a hour. I felt him put his hand on my butt. Then I farted.
The walk of shame is far, far worse on crutches.
I hid 4 bags of cocaine in your house. Have fun finding them
Going to a jewelry store high is not a good idea. I look like mr.t's wife.
I'm going to listen to christmas music to trick my body into cooling off.
I've done nothing but whore my gay ex bf out for the past 48 hours. It's getting weird.
We are without power. He took ALL the lightbulbs out and hid them.
Ok in all seriousness. Alcohol intake is now restricted for me. I found handcuffs in my trunk.
Well, I washed his beard with dish soap and then I fucked him three times.
Fuck off I wasn't that drunk. I was still able to toss froot loops in the air and catch them in my mouth.
And in your bra. It was quite entertaining.
I mean, I already saw his dick in person and wasn't impressed so why is he sending me a picture of it, anyway? I hate re-runs!
I had no plans to sleep with him, but he had to stay because of the snow. I always say, don't look a gift storm in the mouth.
you had me at "meet me in the bathroom"
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