So, we're in the car ready to fuck and she asks about my ex. I wave at my lap and say, "bye". She asks what I'm doing. I say, "waving goodbye to my erection"
Skanksgiving break is awesome already... pilgrim and indian roleplay tonight.
went to the gyno and found out that i have a birthmark on my clit. its like god gave guys a little help when it comes to getting me off.
they shut off the water. shaving my legs with soda. that desperate.
You're going to have to buy me a lot of drinks before the bee suit goes on...
I just spent the last ten minutes making a timeline of my sex life. 2010 and 2011 I am calling "I can't believe Im still clean" years.
Be there soon... with munchies, blow jobs and shoulder rubs.
I love her to death but its like you have to do 5 lines of coke to be on her level.
It was about the point the universe collapsed in on itself and I was a singularity of insanity that I realized I was tripping balls.
This breakup hit defcon 5. Walked to pathmark with a denim jacket over my nightgown to get ben and jerrys. On sale btw.
It's like everything I need in life within a five block radius: booze, toilets, dogs, dicks.
Dude. He almost took three different girls home, all while dressed up as Amy Winehouse. If he goes as Kurt Cobain next weekend, we're screwed.
You tried to use him as a battering ram. I'm 99% certain that's why he left.
Does it count as a threesome if your friend drunkenly has sex on top of you while you're passed out?
It's to the point where if a guy can so much as find my clit, I'll consider him amazing in bed
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