Oh my god he is having a sentimental moment right now.
He just sent me like a really heartfelt confession of love in which he ended with "make the apt, I'll hold your hand while you get your clit pierced."
He considered it romantic when he told me mid-blow job that no matter what happens, he will "never forget how good of a dick I suck". Verbatim.
its a nice change of pace not blacking out and actually remembering getting laid
Woke up to the first three complete chapters of my new novel titled "If My Dick Could Talk" waiting for me on my laptop
So fucked up. Can't tell if I'm starving or about to puke. Playing it safe and eating froot loops. Tasty in, colorful out.
Hahaha I asked him about her bjs and he said "I would not wish that on anyone"
The forest. Magic mushrooms. Wind trees leaves sky. That is alll.
the last thing i remember is yelling at the cab driver that i'm really good at drive by vomitting.
It's one of those mornings where you wake up and want to go to church for the first time in ten years. THAT shameful.
It's not really that big. Girls just think it feels big. It's a cocktical illusion.
He insists on falling asleep with his penis between my buttcheeks. He says its his "home".
And as cleavage season comes to a close, so blooms a new season of yoga pants. And the people rejoiced.
That's like doing a cinnamon challenge in my vag - but more painful.
im watching blue is the warmest color at the music box and this dude is literally masturbating 3 feet in front of me
I texted him in the morning wishing him a day as spectacular as his dick was.
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