I'm not saying he was bad at sex, but I'm pretty sure I anti-climaxed.
my purse only fit my wallet or the martini shaker. it wasnt even a question of which i was bringing.
I'm sober enough to question why I have your name as "the wolverine" in my phone.
Yeah I'm a responsible adult man but I legally unbind myself from anything that occurred that evening and am in no way responsible for those actions.
Home. Hour long discussion with mom. Very frightened. Eating a sausage. Don't remember making it. Confused.
i think i swapped my keys for drugs last night
I slept with him because his girlfriend should know better than to be with him given is reputation. It was like sex and a lesson all in one.
Okay now that I've been wanting to eat these hot cheetos in the bathroom, I know it's time I need to stop smoking and go to sleep.
The sweaty, naked apartment dance party wasn't complete until I threw the whole jar of glitter on us. It was like the icing.
of course the one day I come to class high we have guest speakers from the police department... Just my luck
I thought since you asked to see my dick I might as well say hi
So I told him "To answer your question yes I am naked making pizza pops in your kitchen"
I've faked every orgasm I've ever had, I think I can fake being sick for 8 hours.
It's only 10am and I doubt my day could get much worse. During my 9am meeting I had to sit between my boss who I fucked for my promotion and the guy he walked in on me fucking on the copier
no, it was more of an i-don't-think-he-even-knows-what-a-clitoris-is, bad.
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