i just saw a foot job.
porn is incredible...
so my phone accidentally called my dad from my purse at 2:14am....he has a 5 min voicemail of me discussing how Alicia should bang the guy who eats good pussy... i can never look at my dad in the face again....
i wouldn't be half as slutty if there were better things to do.
i dont even know how to be here
your facebook page is a work of drunk art.
Should we discuss the rug burns on my back or just save that for a separate conversation
I'm really really gonna try not to at least one night. The 4 day thanksgiving bender almost killed me last year
Do not tell me that that is not the face of a man who has sex with goats.
I was like a migrating bird last night. Navigating on pure instinct. Don't remember how... but I made it home.
We got a kitchen table so we would eat together more. So far we've played drunken monopoly and had sex on it.
I've discovered my ability to crush a man's ego is greater than my hate for beer.
It's getting harder and harder to fake orgasms as I get older.
I'm giving head in a stairwell, I'll be back in a few minutes. I'm so ashamed.
I told him I just left the convent and really wanted a man. He fell for it. Sure beats telling him I'm a nympho stalker that followed him to the bar when I saw his beard.
Turns out end of the world sex is H-O-T, HOoot! I'll be the only progressive lady smiling today
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