I think someone spiked my drink last night. .. Like all 20 of them.
what if the hokey pokey really is what its all about?
he just booty called me in advance instead of waiting til 3 am when hes trashed. i think thats really considerate and gentlemanlike.
She better not be too drunk to operate a blowtorch
You can identity the picture as me the mistress his wife and him. It's that kinda awkard.
Agreed. That's like a marriage. For better or worse, till death do us part. I will hold your head over a toilet
And then after we fucked he wouldn't stop calling me "champ". It was like I had sex with an extremely attractive soccer coach
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
I had forgotten what new underwear feels like. It's as if angels descended from heaven for the sole purpose of supporting my junk.
She paid me 300 bucks to spank her and call her Baby Jane. Then we drank half a bottle of sippin whiskey. I'd call it a twelve out of ten.
i was so high when i left this morning that rather than make sandwiches i threw bread and peanut butter in my backpack. a whole loaf. and a whole jar
Sorry i ignored you for so long. I think my vibrator is broken.
A true gentleman never tells. But yes, I did indeed get laid last night
Only good thing about being an essential worker is that I have a letter allowing me to cross the bridge into jersey to get booze
For someone who's supposed to be gay Greg is really good at seducing me into things I don't wanna do
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