i was shrooming and she was sobbing. i was trying to be sympathetic, but i could see the veins working like worms under her skin. and then her face stripped down to the muscle.
what was she crying about?
i wanna say it was the lack of skin on her face but maybe she lost her job.
I was totally willing to let her keep giving me blowjobs as long as she didn't think we were in a relationship.
I made out with the bride. You tell me how my night was
they named it eva bongoria. i had to hit it based on the name alone.
I don't think there was a moment this weekend where grey goose did not course through my veins
how many dildos make it a "collection?"
Was my mother there when I broke the stipper pole?
I'm thinking about slathering myself with peanut butter and going to the dog park. What's the worst that could happen?
My vag is like the Sahara
Ew that's gross.
The sad truth. Barren and empty.
Had the best sex Thursday night then Friday night I met his girlfriend. The worst thing is we became friends like she gave me her number.
I've orgasmed four times in the past 24 hours. And my mom's dropping off cookies later
I like that you use a Disney movie to describe the starting of our BDSM relationship, lmao
There's a baby in the strip club. I say again: THERE'S A BABY IN THE STRIP CLUB
I've lost every trace of self esteem. Even sneaking a BJ in the coffee room has lost it's luster.
true. but still. you know how big of a sucker i am for a penis and a pretty face.
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