So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
how do you wash the taste of whore out of your mouth?
She started to tell me how she goes to a shrink, so I started thinking how to sneak out of her place, then she said part of it was for her sex addiction, long story short she's got her clit peirced n I just got laid
I can't help but be optimistic. I'm like a ball of slutty sunshine.
well he is only 50 percent black.. but after last night i am 100 percent not going back
I fingered her though her window because she couldn't leave
But I feel like studying my flashcards during a blowjob would be rude...
yeah that's what i said...you fucked him and peed on his comforter
yeah well...Like any great yacht, I leave a wake
First sex of the summer I'm winning 1-0
GET HOME NOW
Oh shit
I like how I just yelled in the window at Mcdonalds drive thru, got his number and then fucked. it was like I ordered a happy meal that only can be had after midnight.
I just sat watching friends in the bathtub by candlelight...nights like this make me wonder if I ever want to be in a relationship again
This is not the first time I've recognized my body is subconsciously trying to make pizza.
I paid for lunch, then he made a bunch of holes in my wall and destroyed my bathroom.
It's like every time I'm baked I discover my fingers all over again.
He spent ten minutes post bj, limp cock still out, in shock repeating 'best blow job ever'. So yes, yelling I am the penis queen out the car window was justified.
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