pshh wine cellars. now if he has a tequila cellar whole different story
I can't believe he cheated
Whatever. Anytime she has an orgasm, it's because I taught him how
You got off, kissed my dick and whispered "stay hard" to it, puked and then got right back on top of me like nothing happened...
There's nothing like vomiting in the restroom at work to remind you that you're not in college anymore.
hey, do you know how many packets of jello it takes to turn a handle of vodka into slutty girls?
Spent the entire ride home from downtown trying to convince designated dawgs to drop us off at waffle house instead of our apartment. i told them it was my house...they didn't buy it.
The cop and I then joined forces to get you up off the sidewalk.
Be still, my beating vagina.
i know it happened because it happened right beside me, and at one point on top of me.
Whatever. I am not explaining the physics of my dick slapping.
He fucked me in his tour van, I feel like an official groupie.... Except I don't even listen to his band.
I feel like I don't show you my boobs enough. And you deserve to see them like all the time
Yeah, great now I will be tampon girl
I think I'm taking after my dog, I just want to hump everything
You know how fear has a smell? Well turns out shame has a smell too. It's Pina colada flavored anal grease.
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