I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
she was trying to give me a handjob in biology class while we were learning about the penis.
i'm pretty sure i saw my life flash before my eyes when we ran a red light. i continued to drink and be the drunk backseat driver.
He just asked me if he's allowed to flirt with me. That's how whipped he is.
I don't see how you can turn down creme brulee and orgasms
Face washed and sleeping pill taken. Here's hoping for a more sex filled tomorrow.
I know, but the fabulousness of my baggies should not be what defines my business as a drug dealer.
honestly my period and I are just as surprised to see each other every month
I apparently tried to wax off my nipples.This explains the pain
I sent him a tex saying, "I thought my intentions were clear" drunk me has some balls.
Yeah. We had phone sex then cried together, it was beautiful and heartbreaking
not being a booty call is very strange. Who knew there was so much time for activities at night!
was that you i just saw walking down the street in only one heel smoking a cig yelling "hello sexuals" to everyone who passed??
HELLLLLO SEXUAL BEING
I felt the need to set off fireworks in the living room while they were having sex upstairs. Yes, they quieted down.
The neighborhood cougar just purred at me while I was doing yard work. I’m terrified and tumescent
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