he asked me if i would dance for him to make it easier for him to jack off. does that answer your question.
I'm taking this break up pretty rough.. I've never been to sad to masturbate.
I'm sitting in the middle of them on his bed, forcing them to watch Brokeback Mountain. I am the best cock blocker ever.
According to the stories I've heard I decided I was a stuntman after my 6th shot of Jack
i was that girl throwing up in the urinal. it was a dark moment in my life.
was i strangled at any point last night? or was his dick just that long
high as fuck. watching parent trap with my mom. keep missing my mouth.
He just told me the blow job I gave him was like a journey
It sounds like I am drunk, but I am not. I just have a concussion.
They're fucking on the bed next to me. I took adderall and smoked so there's no fucking help for me.
Oh okay well are you handling the "just sex part" like a professional hooker like I taught you?
Soooooo I may or may not have accidentally been a catalyst in a destroyed marriage.
I'm now using my vagina for good, not evil. Trying to restore balance to the force.
He's getting so into these sexts, I hate to tell him I'm fully clothes, watching Bring It On and eating chips and salsa.
APPARENTLY I MISSED SOMEONE SWALLOWING A WHOLE BAG OF METH WHILE I WAS ON BREAK.
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