she's not even a shacker, she never made it inside. she's just a porch girl
Just found a dugout in my rental car glove box. Suddenly my mood is upbeat.
I was literally just a half conscious dildo.
It was all going great until he pulled the hamburger meat out of his pocket
if she didnt wantt to be febrezed, she shouldnt have smelled so desperate.
I'm looking for mother nature. And when I find her, I'm looking her right in the eyes and telling her to fuck off.
His flight is delayed. Mother Nature is delaying me from sex.
last night you told me I had a dark, salty butthole
I just feel like I'm worth a little bit more than your recycled nudes...
when in doubt, mount your coworker in the staff room.
Apparently I have decided there are no repercussions for my actions
Just got an email from match.com trying to match me with My ex..I nearly pissed myself laughing
i out mim tonsoeep
I smell like a mix of alcohol, sweat, and sex and its only 10 AM
What are you, a fucking toaster ?
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