I want to take you away to a place of dolphin rides and hot stone massages.
we're getting ready to take strippers to breakfast. I love my life.
I remember her trying to talk to me a few times after we broke up and I'd always change the subject to bagels.
Oh yeah forgot to mention that I referred to myself as the oral sex heavyweight champion last night
Like wrapping my dick in silk, wrapping that in velvet, and putting it in a cloud. A warm, tight, wet cloud.
He literally cocked blocked all the dudes that tried to talk to the girls he was with, and they all loved him.
Same guy who tossed the brunet over his shoulder as they left screaming "Bring me my lucky shovel!"
I thought my ass was sore from the gym then I realized it was from being spanked. Confusing time in my life.
well one of us has to be wrong and it's not going to be me
But he has cupcakes AND I'm guaranteed an orgasm. .. I feel like I shouldn't even have to actually make a decision here.
I have a boner in one of my pics with her which no one noticed.
She text me that night and asked how the dick was and I quote my drunk self "average at best"
No one needs to know about the barren wasteland that is my vag. Sometimes i visualize my cervix rocking back and forth wondering where everybody went.
I just pictured that. It's reading a book.
I feel like there's def a learning curve to the sex swing
Refresh my memory....were we forced to leave or did we choose to leave?
The seven of us sank the first paddle boat, but the second one was much nicer and we stayed afloat. Best night in a while, but we had to walk of shame for a mile.
Why are you rhyming?
Too stoned. That is how my thoughts are collecting.
Randomize
