just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
at least he lost his v-card with a bang... or should i say the clap.
Max was wondering if he could trade you sex for the use of your jumper cables
I'm in new territory... I've never had to convince a guy to let me give him head as an apology.
I just saw her shopping list. The only things on it are blackberries, hot fudge and condoms. I almost don't wanna know. Almost.
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
I may or may not have traded your body to the rodeo's owner for free beer.
I've figured out why I love winter sex. Because I make them leave the beanie on, and we all know I love a man in a beanie.
I was thinking that, but I'm not sure the proper etiquette on asking about someone's nipple rings. Even if you did see them and compliment them once.
No my first time having an orgasm with you will not be on face time
at one point, i told him to buy you a pumpkin spice latte and uggs because you're a common white girl and that's how he should get you in bed
I'm at that point in my life where stripping isn't the worst thing I would do for money
His name was toto. That should have been my red flag
Woke up went to work ate beef after three year hiatus shat my pants went to bed
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