in the bathroom helping her wash cum out her eye. pretty much explains my sex life
was it good sex?
i mean it was good for how drunk we were. and for how big the closet was
I think if I could use my boobs as a second pair of hands everything would be ok
omg i met someone at the bar who sells hair feathers. that are long. saved in my phone as "haiirs deather"
Drinking franzia alone at noon watching a cheese themed episode of "The Chew" I'm ready to admit I need a job.
That's cool. At least the punch line of my story isn't I shit in a booth at Denny's.
Listening to Whitney Houston sing the National Anthem while I shit before going out tonight. America.
I want him to rummage through my vagina. with unwashed hands.
Yeah. I mean it wasn't that awkward. I just made conversation like there was absolutely no lack of pants.
Is it morally wrong to give today's hookup a Krispy Kreme from yesterday's hookup or is it just fat love?
After we got done he told me to hold his penis because it helps him fall asleep
And i have once again masturbated to an amazing soundtrack. what a time to be alive
The doctor basically called me a dirty dick.
the night literally screamed "cock and ball torture"
Her tits are so fantastic they gave him a panic attack.
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