Wednesday, April 29, 2009
“Ewww.”
“You’ve never tasted yourself?”
“No… What does it taste like?”
“Ummmmm… Whiskey.”
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Why can’t you just fuck me.. Is that too much to ask?
(Courtesy of: frustrated over Mr. Needs-A-Blue-Pill after 4 hours of foreplay)
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
“That will be an extra fifty dollars.”
(Courtesy of: These Bastards)
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Wow. I didn’t think you’d bruise that quickly.
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Her: Do you have any STD’s?
Him: Well, it doesn’t matter now.
—Said just when the blow job was getting good.
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“I’m not used to sleeping next to someone,” he said.
“I’m not used to sleeping alone,” she said.
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I’m trying to find the spot.
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