My sheets at my parents place are clean. No braveheart but I can paint myself, yell "freedom", and sword fight you with my cock. So come over.
ally, we are sitting by a fire and you are totally hot. no pun intended
he just referred to himself as the billy mays of his frat.. heres how to order
it was like one of those moments where the couple runs together and kisses and everyone in the airport claps. but instead of clapping an indian guy walked by and said 'ahhhright! get some!'
in the past 3 nights i've fucked a millionaire, a drug dealer and a civil engineer... i dont really have a "type" anymore
What is the protocol for an "i'm sorry I had my ex retrieve me from the bar so I didn't drive drunk" blow job
The worst thing about it is now I have to find someone else to fuck in the library.
The strip clubs here are like a safari of penis, and I'm gonna bag me a rhino.
His parents know me as "the white shoed screamer"
I think I'm making a tradition of going to every funeral with at least one sex-related bruise. I don't know how this happened.
Aaaand the winner of the worst decision of Sunday night goes to me as I pull up to his house in my lingerie.
Your favorite boobs are sending you seasons greetings
I had my first "Damn Kids/When I Was That Age" rant at work today. We need to drink this feeling out of me. NOW.
Anytime he goes down on me i automatically think of you cheering me on. Your a good friend.
right after that u started calling me g-force and started trying to bellyslide down his drive way
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