Oh no, it isn't official until she poops.
Sorry I wasn't really responding earlier. I was really fucking high and so into that car chase.
I asked about his 3 inch scar on his chest. It's from when he had to castrate a bull on the estancia. Apparently this is how good bull meat is made.
I'm going to have to call in sick tomorrow. After this weekend, there's no way I can handle hearing the accountants talk about double entry without puking.
I heard porn and smelled bacon cooking. I knew you had to be home.
She just stuck her hand down the strippers pants. Shit just got real.
To do list: put blue gatorade in a windex spray bottle. spray it into my mouth in public so people think i'm drinking windex.
FYI, Sammie and I made the executive decision that we're getting a pet octopus and keeping it in the ballpit. Just thought you should know.
Well for better or worse the home brew is almost done, want to get drunk/loose your sight tonight?
He is stood at the top of the stairs nursing the stolen cat
He said I showed up in just my underwear and a bunch of towels I stole from the party I was at.
I'll take care of you. Just let me pee on this old white person's car first.
YOU TOOK A FUCKING SNAP OF ME TRYING TO PEE! I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU WITH THE BUSINESS END OF A RUTED RAKE!
I don't particularly remember setting a firecracker off in my hand. No more tequila.
He usually doesnt care about me cumming but last night he really tried, I feel that him going to the Womens March benefitted my sex life
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