so its thursday, which means its time to resume communication with you
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
it's sad when i round the corner and the dog goes directly for the liquor store
It could have went better. They kicked us out of the casino and I drunkenly whipped her across the face with a fishing pole. Long story.
Then I realized I was alone sitting on the bathroom floor brushing my teeth at 2am laughing to myself.
I went to grab his drink and my hand grazed his dick. It was magical.
All I know is he mentioned whips, leather cuffs, and a riding crop. It's like Halloween, Christmas, and My birthday all in one. a 5 year old couldn't even possibly be this excited.
As long as you're naked and covered in glow paint, I'm there.
Is shaving my mustache contingent on you sleeping over tonight?
Did you Fuck minivan and her friend last night?
pain. pain everywhere. this is why throwing yourself at concrete is a bad idea.
Also, there's the possibility of falling 5 feet to your death to make it more exciting
In which case I will yell FIVE SECOND RULE and continue to slam you
His grandpa picked him up. Brought him to the house. And made him clean the puke off the driveway with a broom and a bucket of water.
We learned many a lesson today about drug use in canoes
I love how fuckboys immediately become cultured when I tell them I’m an artist.
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