She gave me a blow job and her mom gave me blueberry muffin afterwards. I love them.
Internet sex stories have completely ruined the word sopping for me.
All I remember is running out of the bathroom with one shoe on and the other in my hand. Pretty sure I was yelling as well.
A girl just told me she printed out my pictures and taped them on her wall. I have to stop sleeping with virgins.
I can't decide if the sex was so good I couldn't move, or if it was me being loaded on all the morphine that they shot me up with at the ER.
Omg. I felt like a crazed animal last night. My lesbian instincts burned a hole in my panties.
I'm thinking about wearing a strap-on just to freak him out the next time he pulls my pants off.
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
Well, let's just say, I got that eye patch like we were joking about
All I'm saying is this is the exact reason I should not be left unsupervised.
I don't want to be drunk any more. Can you hit the off switch?
At one point I believe I was despencing medical advice while wearing a sombrero and a hulk hand
when i was on the highway she passed out and knocked my transmission into nuetral with her forehead...that was an experience
Its like a glacier coming out of my asshole.
His hair is as curly as mine. It was like watching me go down on myself.
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