I had a fat girlfriend once and my pet name for her was sea chicken because her vagina tasted like salt and poultry. Oddly though, it smelt like fish and ocean waters.
I had a fat girlfriend once and my pet name for her was sea chicken because her vagina tasted like salt and poultry. Oddly though, it smelt like fish and ocean waters.
That's disgusting.
That's disgusting.
She would call me her twerkboy because she wasn't very mobile so she'd roll over on top of me and just go at it while basically laying on me. One time I couldn't breathe and she couldn't get off me so finally pushed her off and she fell off the bed and we broke up.
She would call me her twerkboy because she wasn't very mobile so she'd roll over on top of me and just go at it while basically laying on me. One time I couldn't breathe and she couldn't get off me so finally pushed her off and she fell off the bed and we broke up.
If she ain't 380, she ain't a lady
If she ain't 380, she ain't a lady
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