all we ever talk about is how much i like your dick or my drug problem.
he had a blacklight sublime poster, of course i had to do him.
dude uncooked spaghetti noodles dipped in thousand island dressing is better than it sounds
I'm doing laundry in pjs and heels, home alone with my margarita bucket.
I dont know how to say this. But the hottest girl where im at has one arm.
I'm a lady, I can't pee on the ceiling. Even I don't have that power.
I had to photo shop your nipple piercings. that was extremely awkward.
Lets ignore the fact that you want to turn your dorm room into a sex dungeon and focus on the real issues here.
I text him "Dude. Tryna get fucked here. I only have half the parts. I need your help" I'm sure my mom would be super proud of the woman I have become.
You can't play that off as role play thing. You held my hips and kept yelling "put a baby in me!" That shit ain't cool.
Body shots with my MILFs MILF!!
All I did was send my mom an ecard
Oh yeah. I pretty much fucked the universes brains out lastnight. It was glorious.
There they were doing the deed on the beach, looked like two seagulls fighting over a chicken bone.
And for some reason every time I get drunk I just want to tell you that I have a mini secret personal fan club of your dick
The REAL engagement ring is the jeweled butt plug.
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