it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
Im at a strip club, and the dancer just farted into my face. The bad part about that is I could taste the wings I bought her earlier
he fingered my asshole thinking it was my vag...I couldn't bring myself to tell him, mostly from shame for me and pity for him
she's not even a shacker, she never made it inside. she's just a porch girl
She paints her nails the color of the sheets of the last guy she slept with
I don't care what anyone says I want strippers at my funeral.
I feel bad for the next person that's gonna live in my room. There's so much semen on the carpet
it would be cheaper just to buy a dildo to intimidate people with.
Is YOLO really just a socially acceptable way to say you enjoy putting things up your nose?
Just out of curiosity. Did you wait until my fb picture was well liked by others before liking it so people won't know we're fucking?
He looks like an accountant with a secret kinky candy filled center.
I've covered myself in body paint in the likeness of R2D2 and I still didn't get laid. Please explain.
He doesn't have much of a personality but he makes up for it with his sexual prowess
keeper.
it's 1043 pm. still havent changed out of the shirt i wore last night so at this point i figure i'll go for twosies.
It's difficult when the romantic and the hedonist in me are fighting. I want him to respect me and hopefully pursue an actual relationship, but then I remember he fucks like a GOD and loves my kink. Oh, life's hard.
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