We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
Well if I am having twins, at least I'll finally have 2 kids by the same father.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
You love him. Dinosaurs. Math. Sex.
I can hear her moaning. I'm on some random guy's counter. He wanted me to cuddle but I said I didn't know how.
The chips are stabbing my teeth, and I can feel the muscle under my mouth contracting.
They sent me to the hospital. Apparently, of the many things I said, I looked at the doctor and told him, "Wow... it's like you're a REAL DOCTOR!"
Did you seriously just hashtag my sex life as #yolo2013?
You motherfucker. I just had an MRI with a penny under my boob.
Please, by all means, tell me what can't be helped by two stiff drinks & a blowjob?
I met his dad. Turns out he was a one nighter from the nurses conference in Vegas. Not sure how to handle this one.
Clearly, you already have. Both of them.
He said I was doing well, so I stopped mid blow job to compliment his grammar. You could say I like intellectuals
I just want to be like i dont know you but ive seen your penis & i like it
You told us that you were going to become a 'new man' and threw your tv set out of a window.
We were making out and truffle butter was playing in the background. I stopped mid make out session and said, "I'm really sorry but I have to rap Nicki's part."
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