Thats not how I planned it, its just the way she passed out
he whispered in my ear that he would be upstairs and i should come up. i stayed downstairs. he came back down and repeated to whisper in my ear. this happened about 5 times until he passed out.
Even my Mr Clean Magic Eraser can't make last night disappear.
It's 8 am and he's already trying to get me to make out with a girl.
dude, there's a fucking musical in my head. it's fucking awesome being this high.
Improvement. She went from pretending she was the soccer ball in the world cup games and it hurt when they kicked her to passed out on the floor.
Dude. The only thing that I use less than my dick is my tennis racket. We need to play.
I will blow you tomorrow if you bring me food tonight. Like a payment plan
Also, do you think i could get away with finishing my vodka cranberry from last night at work if i put orange juice in it? Serious question.
After we got done he told me to hold his penis because it helps him fall asleep
id like to think im the only pot dealing prostitute that is also an ordained minister. but maybe not. what a time to be alive
We turned a wake into a bar crawl.
When I came out of the bathroom you were naked dead asleep on the couch but your dick was still rock hard standing straight up. I almost took a pic. It was impressive.
Damn him and his beautiful face and body and penis.
I'm either hallucinating or there is a dying cat outside my apartment....
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