Memory from last night that just came back: me forcibly jacking him off while he yelled I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS
i can't, i'm blowing bubbles in class and getting credit for it
you had "tips for anal sex" in your google search history this morning. how was your sunday night?
were trying to schedule when i can give him head in between classes.
Sex with him was like teaching a two year old how to work a machine gun
We are taking shots off of spoons and listening to Mary Poppins.
I totally cried the whole time and then screamed out my new therapists name....
i actually pissed myself from laughing when I saw the old man in lingerie carrying a spiderman purse. I dont know if he was real or if it was the tequila, but my head hurts.
Or maybe my penis is just the key to their locked boxes of crazy, and I unleash their wrath upon all of mankind just so I can get my nut off
Ok in all seriousness. Alcohol intake is now restricted for me. I found handcuffs in my trunk.
it was like fucking a Mumford & Sons song
I want to share a beverage of the alcoholic category with you, but I'm conflicted about getting out from under my covers.
Nah, I was done when the Big Pun lookalike began to sob and tell me I looked like his ex...
I wish I could say this wasn't the first time I shit myself in a Piggly Wiggly.
I would climb him like a jungle gym. Enthusiastically and creatively.
Randomize
