you kept running across the street. everytime you made it across successfully you took something off. can't believe there were no cops around...
oh thats it?
I found out he doesn't have a facebook, twitter, or myspace. So, I'm going to actually go to his house to spy on him.
I seriously fake cumming more than i poop.
Yea i'm supposed to have jury duty on monday. Hope they don't mind me still being drunk.
Na you can't get charged for public intoxication unless you're outside. I checked.
I pulled down his boxers and a 20 dollar bill fell out. I'm telling you, the blowjob fairy EXISTS
Theres a truck parked on the front yard and i just want to take this opportunity to tell you now that it is not my fault.
We left at the same time. You got home three hours after I did and said you got your head stuck in a fence. I can't believe you don't remember this.
sorry for allegedly lighting the beer pong balls of fire
Safe to say I relapsed into my old chatroulette drunk flashing days.
I'm 50% weirded out and 50% into it
Is it bad that I've been making new friends through your vagina networking? I don't think so
LOL he's a hopeless romantic now? 🤔 I'd say giving him a bj in a freakin softball dugout isn't the most romantic thing but it still happened
I'm a stupid stupid woman who is totally going to rock this holiday season dick drunk on that Ginger
I love how fuckboys immediately become cultured when I tell them I’m an artist.
I want to find him again. His Corona tank top and I were made for each other.
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