no, no I am DEF NOT pregnant. typo. sorry, wanted to talk about us...
the cure to his relationship is in or around my vagina.
after the first, "yea you like that baby", i quickly remembered why i had stopped having sex with him.
BTW. If I show up really drunk and dressed a cowboy, don't be alarmed
I was an emotional waste case that night. She made me stroke her ponytail.
A zombie called me motorboat central while participating in an auction to motorboat my tits. he then proceeded to propose, insisting that he makes alot money.
he asked me to "shake his dick" when he introduced himself, playing naked football with you in our living room. $100 says you two get married one day.
I just saw a commercial for God of War and heard the nickname he gave my vagina.
I mean, two foreign guys have drunkenly confessed their love for her, so she's clearly doing something right.
I'm making a date with someone on Playstation Home. That's how my sex life is going right now.
Oh wow and I have a bunch of portable wine glasses called to go coffee cups
I was all, oh. I've had tattoos and broken a limb. Waxing my lady parts will be a cake walk. I was wrong.
But if you move out who will get drunk with me on the roof and yell at boys?!?
It's not even a normal fucking affair I've found myself in. It's a fucking bdsm clusterfuck.
He is obviously into the really short sex we have.
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