My Hamptons summer hookup resume reads like a walk-in clinic waiting list.
all we ever talk about is how much i like your dick or my drug problem.
I've never been 12-exclamation-point-excited for sex. That must have been good.
i know you like preteen girls so i'm gonna offer you some advice...dump a bucket of glitter on yourself and walk into the sunlight. they will come running.
What did I eat last night that was bloody?
hey you forgot your wet suit in my room you can come grab it whenever
I'm 25 and she is 19. She wants to practice blowjobs on me because of my stamina. Not only does the GI bill pay for me to go to school I am teaching a freshman blowjob course. I love Texas.
He raised his arm and dropped it in his sleep to smack himself awake. He knows his phone has an alarm clock right?
Last thing I ever expected to say, "Get your finger out of my ear or I will stop sucking your dick."
This is Jewish guilt versus Irish Catholic guilt. We should tread carefully, or we could fuck up the space-time continuum or something.
I'm okay with that.
i'm face down in a ditch right now please help this is not a metaphor for my life this is real.
Is "I want you to destroy my insides" too forward?
That's what you get for doing kinky shit with a guy that lives in his moms basement.
I know he works a lot but c'mon man. I 69'd you the first week we boned. Put a little effort in. Fuck.
What happened last night? I'm too scared to get out of bed and see the destruction.
First of all, check to see if that naked guy is still alive. He didn't look to be breathing when I left
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