Soo....this goes on the list of odd coincidences. My gyno calls me while I'm going at it, leaves me a message. I check it later... thank God I tested negative.
So, after having sex with my 4th overweight girl in 2 weeks, I've decided Charlie Sheen syndrome is ruining my life.
Just an fyi, teatherball while wasted might be the hardest sport ever.
The straight man in me wants to hit on her. But the gay man in me wants to compliment her on her awesome outfit.
She posted on her FB that he moved out...It's like she wants me to fuck him.
Well that's another check off the sexual bucketlist of things I never wanted to experience.
im eating mac and cheese with a makeup brush. there is wayyyyy too much wrong with this night.
Btw, do you want me to fix this with a box of wine and a chick flick or is this more of a 'lets head to the strip club' problem? I'm just trying to analyze the emotional depth of the situation.
Not sure how ur night is going, but unless u also saw a naked drunk chick pissing outside i doubt it can top mine
She said, I've heard about you, from girls you wouldn't even be interested in. What?
All I have in my new place is coke and a treadmill.. it's workout Wednesday
We were on a plane, I couldn't just grab his dick
To be honest. I have two poptarts in my jacket pockets. No one knows. I am pro stealth.
I want to have sex in my car again before I put the car seat back in
If I hear you use the phrase "silky soft scrotum" one more time I swear to God you'll regret it
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