I just texted him to come over because I want to see if his hand fits the handprint bruise on my ass.....I feel like the cinderella of S&M
That bad?
Full length cargo pants, running shoes, and a partial unibrow. Alcohol really is blinding.
Just picture a dyson vacuum with razor blades. That's how it felt.
I'm pretty sure that when my parents bought me those savings bonds they thought it would go towards something useful like tuition. Not your bail.
I told you I'd buy you lunch.
Her stepmother interrupted our sex to tell her it was midnight and she wanted to do a sympathy shot for her 50th.
Don't break up.
fun fact #6 about tuesday nights: giving head with two 40s taped to your hands is not as easy as you would think
diet's not working. come over. i need someone to fuck the hungry out of me.
if all that ever happens for the rest of forever is drinking wine and eating popcorn, ill be okay
I'm not driving across town for three thrusts and an excuse
I told you he wasn't attractive.
Do you think I cared? I was wiping myself with a scarf..
Didn't realize he fucked me in a bed a dog is always in until my face swelled two sizes and I had hives all over my body. This is God's way of punishing me for having amazing sex.
My professor just asked for my number. Not fucking her till after finals though I learned my lesson last time.
Having sex with him is like yoga. I do it in the morning and then can't walk for three days afterwards.
seriously i don't trust him. he fed me a hot dog out of a crock pot and gave me moonshine dashed jager bombs.
I'm just happy stripping was the reason you fractured your hand
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