Dude sorry i couldnt seem to spell any words right in the texts i sent you last night
I felt like a fucking code breaker.
Well, I guess that settles the question of how thick the walls are in my building.
I use him for alcohol and he uses me for sex. This is the closest thing to love i could imagine
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
If you can't find your cat in the morning it's cause i put him in the laundry basket and then put the laundry basket in the shower.
making an indian outfit so we can be pochohantas and john smith and fuck in the canoe on the night float
that wasn't rum that I poured down your throat while you were sleeping
I went around and congratulated every guy that had a beard for having one
Goddamn tequila
Holy shit he's circumcised. His parents must have really loved him.
You always seem to be able to bribe me with tequila and Mac and cheese. This relationship of ours will cause me health problems someday.
I am sitting in my lingerie, eating frozen cookie dough out of a bowl, and watching family. My hump day is going great
I made a booty call at 3:30 am on a Monday... I think I just became the ultimate female fuckboy. I don't know whether to be ashamed or get myself a trophy.
He was doing dishes, naked. I dropped to my knees and gave him head. Teamwork level- pro..
He's not put together enough to have that big of a dick
You barfed off the front porch while the elderly neighbors were walking their dog. We had to convince them not to call 911.
Pics or it didn't happen.
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