pshh wine cellars. now if he has a tequila cellar whole different story
You lit the bowl with a rolled up paper towel that you ignited on the stove.
He said I taste like butterscotch, licked me, then I'm pretty sure he wet his pants. So no, I do not want to invite him over.
we walked around the neighborhood with caution tape tied around our foreheads, making indian noises. I might have disturbed a crime scene to make a native american headdress.
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
His penis has been a bonding mechanism beyond comparison.
We held a candle light vigil outside the jail hoping for her release, until we realized we were drunk in the jail parking lot.
He left his cock-ring in my truck.
Consider it a gay sex souvenir.
Using my graduation announcement box as a table to roll a blunt on. I've official stopped giving a shit about senior year
I just had sex in the footy bunny pajamas my mom bought me for christmas. Tis the season
We had sex last night...... This "Friends" thing is going well.
Last night when we banged she had nothing else on but socks that said 'property of Jesus' on them.
I realize that my conversation topics seem to only be about bees and my cross dressing fiance. Thank you for being my friend.
It is like...the most transformative hard on I have ever had.
It's like Guy Diamond blew glitter into my vagina.
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