I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
i just woke up at 8pm naked in my bed, with a fresh haircut. I wonder what barber i went to.
Because of no shave november, it's no boys december... pay back
omg my older sister has been googling "how do I know if I've had an orgasm?" and "bj tips". the family laptop is not meant for this...
Of course she said it wasn't that good, I don't bring my A game to pity fuck the thrice divorced girl from work
Woke up in my own bed with a "New Years Eve 2011" bar bracelet on. Both of these things confuse me.
I hope your lack of response means you're banging, not talking about her purity ring.
Im deleting that text because its a possible ncaa violation
I am compiling a playlist that reminds me of all my best sexual encounters. It shall be called THE MUSIC OF MY VAGINA'S PEOPLE
THERE ARE SO MANY ALCOHOLS IN MY BLOOD RIGHT NOW
But is that really the name you want to scream out during climax?
I'm not even the least bit surprised that I whored myself out for tiramisu
Your life is quite full of dick lately.
It really is!
You ruined a cute cat because your lack of horniness
Somehow my family started talking about sex toys at breakfast.
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