I want to take things slow emotionally, but fast physically
walked into a party last night, i saw 3 ex gfs standing in a circle talking to each other...that's the quickest u-turn i've ever made in my life.
rhymes with "ouble enetration"
his status popped up and said 'probably going to jail.' it took everything i had not to press the like button
Still can't decide which I'm more disappointed about: the blow job I gave him or the donuts I ate after.
I loved your drunken rendition of "I wanna dance with somebody" that you left on my voicemail last night.
The bosnian sent me a sext with his dick next to a comcast remote. It went up to the "stop" button. Ironic and appropriate. Grab your remote and imagine it.
You've ruined television for me.
Im positive, your name was on my abdomen, Im pretty sure thats solid evidence
I'm at home, drinking with my cat. While this is an enjoyable lifestyle, other plans are preferable.
I don't really want to have sex with him, I'd just want him in a threesome. Does that make sense?
You said that when your ex gave you a blowjob her mouth was like velvet
first time i ever mailed panties back to a fuck buddy. what better of a way to say its over
I need an inhaler full of pot for all of this breathless rage.
Probably won't be invited back there again considering last time his purebred corgi ate my pot brownie and had to be rushed to the hospital.
I mean I've seen her tits but I don't know what her voice sounds like
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