dont worry your back hair reminds me of angel wings
ya ever know whats down there. always send some fingers in first to scout the situation. fingers are not used for pleasure. they're used for covert missions.
I didn't realize how hung over I was until I rolled over and the world rolled over with me.
he told me he had a problem with me going both ways. like what the fuck. what guy says that to a girl? goodbye planned threesomes...
I don't think the cop knew you were on ecstasy until you asked for a back rub.
At the bar. Madeline and I totally brought our own pitcher from home because they always run out. Hello alcoholism.
The shit I just took made me regret every life decision leading up to it.
so hungover. I'm actually considering eating the snow off the roof so I don't have to leave my bed
I just paid for weed by taking him to the store to buy cheese so he could make empanadas. Best. Drug deal. Ever.
JUST BECAUSE I LIKE TO BE TIED UP AND SPANKED DOESNT MEAN IM GOING TO LIKE TO BE TIED UP AND SPANKED AT WORK
No worries, I've prioritized my homework into "can do drunk" and "should be sober" categories. We're good.
I know. His dick was small at the top and got bigger at the bottom, like a fucking curling wand.
Having sex with him is like eating mayo. Don't think about it, just do it. It's worth it.
I gave her two orgasms and then we laid there and she ate jelly beans out of my belly button...that girls a keeper
You spent twenty minutes waxing poetic about her ass and her thighs
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