It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
He can't get past my hymen. At least that's what he said it feels like.
ice luge is my downfall...
...u mean upfall.
I wish the iPhone would register texts from 11:59 as "Last Year" instead of "Yesterday."
She kept saying my hands are a cupcake factory
he said i looked like a lion with slutty lingerie on .
You walked in on me taking a shit and told me to hit the bong
No, my body just knows its the weekend and wants to rage. Very different from alcoholism
he ate me out on his front porch at dawn. i orgasmed when the sun began to rise. most romantic morning booty call ever.
At this point, just throw that mattresses away. Or bronze it and display it as a testament to your shame. either is good.
So just what does one wear when attending a sex toy party with ones mother-in-law?
Jeans and a nice top.
too bad I'd hit a car before I'd hit a bush.
Are we talking about jumping from windows or your willingness to fuck a car instead of a woman?
I just found a reminder in my phone to ask you about your sex life in 7 years. So how is that going?
Well if I can't snuggle you, I might as well snuggle a stranger's cat.
I've slapped too many boys and done too many naked laps for it only to be 10:30pm
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