We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
So the weirdest part of it all was he whispered in my ear "can i eat you out on your tredmill?" I dont find him attractive at all anymore
i guess it wasn't a booty call since he got home from the club at 6:00 am... he told me to consider it morning sex
I just need you there to slap my dick when im flirting with her
I woke up to three texts telling me to "go fuck myself," a panicked voicemail from my mom, and a girl thanking me... I'm not sure which I should take care of first
She sent me a text saying she picked out 17 different Halloween costumes for our kids when they hit the age of 4... The cling factor should have me running right now but honestly I'm just curious
I don't know the quality of the hand jobs you've received in the past but it CLEARLY was not one from me
He just kept pointing to each of us saying "arrested, arrested, arrested"
We were fucking on his hammock and right as he came we flipped over. I landed on him, he landed on a pile of pinecones. We're done with nature sex.
I want to be stormed in. I want to be stuck there. I want to climb a pyramid of strippers to safety
So did I or did I not flash an entire concert last night?
You know darned well I have a well-documented weakness for redheads, Subway and hand-drawn graphic novels.
Hurricane Harvey ruined my dick appt. WTF?!
He had a tattoo of the Batman logo around his asshole. I noped right the hell out of there.
Dude my cat is eating sugar cookies with me. No joke. My cat likes cookies.
Randomize
