he was fingering me to the beat of a lady gaga song. new high? new low? i don know, but i came, so whatever.
so I smoked with the leasing agent of the apartment complex. Of corse I am going to take this one
he sent me a winky sad face. i cannot deal this level of pathetically needy flirtatiousness.
But I thought everyone had breakup sex?
This is so pathetic it makes me miss snorting lines alone in my room listening to 'one more drink'.
Ps. The strap-on in the pic i sent you last night was not mine. Just wanted to clear that up.
these marshmallows taste like mayonnaise. like playing tetris on a gameboy, that's what these marshmallows mean.
We're past the whole "Did she just try to finger my ass?" Stage. Now it's encouraged.
We don't have a lot of plans besides weed and cake
I woke up to a 3rd person picture of my own dick sent from a 1-800 number..
I was seriously concerned she had died since she wasn't moving at all, but then I asked here where she was last night and her response was to hip thrust the air.
Last year you twerked on my Christmas tree and threw up all over the bathroom...in front of my parents. We should probably keep power hour to ONLY an hour this year
He sent me a dick pic from work, but I could see all the pizzas in the background. Now I'm just hungry.
You told your family you're bi over the phone?!
We were talking about exes and it just came out....and so did I.
He fucked me while I was smoking his blunt. His apartment was trashed and he drives a van that looks like it’s been hit by a train but still 10/10 would fuck again.
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