I tried booty calling last night but apparently he was too tired and wants to meet up tonight. I told him planning defeats the purpose.
i'll just tell him I slept with them both because we needed to compare notes
I was taking a bath and he burst in, sat down and started taking a shit. RIGHT BESIDE ME. My lack of privacy astounds me.
I can't wait for round whatever # we're on tonight.
All I've eaten today is cookie dough, pecan pie and three shots of jack. Finals week here I come.
Want to know what makes for a better story than treehouse sex? Getting busted during treehouse sex
I think now I understand why people say my penis is pretty.
I'm sad that I feel like I need to temporarily change your name in my phone from Smashley until you have the baby and can be unsober with us again.
My boss doesn't know what jello shots are. I've lost faith in this company.
Then he kissed my hand sensually and said "you're a Black Queen. Don't let anyone tell you different."
I wouldn't hate if he could handle a sex only type of ship. I really don't want to use the word "relation" in front of that.
WE HAVE TO LEAVE. I HAVE HAD SEX WITH WAY TOO MANY PEOPLE IN THIS BUS STATION.
My husband just came over to kiss me and said, "careful, I got a block of cream cheese in my pocket"
There's something empowering about being at dinner and sitting across the table from two men you've blown.
You have my heart. You only share my vagina.
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