I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
i have received so many congratulations texts this morning. sleeping with him really was a good decision.
who do i root for if I want Christiano Ronaldo to win the world cup on a team by himself and then bang chicks on the pitch?
just 'accidentally' changed my relationship status to 'in an open relationship' just to see what offers I might get if I were to dump him. it's not looking good
reaaaally cool. my cat ate my birth control.
then he tried to tell me how many times he had seen Scott's dick. his estimate was about 180 times. he thought I didn't understand.
It feels like I'm breathing out my heart and it spreads through my limbs to my fingertips.
In that case, I'll try 2 find a date. But my options are AA friends or fuck buddies.
I think I shall call his penis Gatsby. We talk about it all the time, but I never see it.
You were greeting everyone with " Hi I'm Jess show me your dick" whether they were dudes or not.
After I was kicked out of the last frat I blacked out, woke up in the hospital with no clothes no phone and no idea what happened last night. But i got hospital socks, thats a win in my book.
Who'd have thought a guy with a lisp would be so good with his tongue?
Cheese, the small of a woman's back, the universe, mountains, vampiric demons, sleep, and dreams.
We were sexting and i didn't know what to say, so i said i wanted to wrap him in tortillas and devour him like a burrito. then i went on by saying that i liked my burritos with a lot of cheese.
eating a weed cupcake with nutella on top at work. i AM a star!
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