So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
I'm worried someone is gonna take a black light to my work computer. But the connection is faster here.
girl in front of me in lecture is looking up on ask.com about chlamydia.
Please stop bringing your one night stands to Sunday brunch.
He just left me a message saying he left the rest of the weed for me. Did i just get paid for sex? And if yes did i just get paid in drugs?
I think he finally resigned to the fact he could not get off. He just looked at me and said "I'm having testicle difficulties," rolled over and passed out.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
he was cradling you in his arms feeding you rum straight from the bottle and you kept sucking his fingers.
She was covered in mud grabbed my crotch and said see that handprint that means I called dibs
I sexy timed too hard and there is an ass shaped piece of a ping pong table now missing bc of it. How am I allowed to leave the house without a helmet?
She sucks enough dick that I could make her mouth a legitimate Yelp location.
New one-upper goal: I have to shit off the side of a moving train then jump off
I have so many plans for this weekend and sobriety is not invited.
This is the third time my roommate and I have drunkenly hooked up. I'm starting to think she's not as straight as she says she is.
I've orgasmed four times in the past 24 hours. And my mom's dropping off cookies later
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