He jizzed my face. I had to ask for a washcloth. He ran his underwear under the water and handed them to me. Not so romantic.
From the trajectory of the puke, I must have fallen off the top bunk while trying to vomit, due to the dented bucket, ruined carpet, and bruised dignity I now own.
Keep in mind that he's 43, unemployed and living with his parents. There's really not much we could do to make his life worse.
No. He just yelled "youre having one more orgasm!" So he made that happen and then he rolled over and went to sleep.
she asked me if i can do her a favor, came over, and gave me head then left. i still dont understand how that was a favor for her.
this ms. usa coverage has sucessfully humbled every girl here. depressed fish in a leaky barrel. go!
He just asked me if I wanted a ride on the "bologna pony." I never wanna have sex again...
I guess I was trying to make a cheese sandwich, I had to change my sheets cuz I slept on it and the cheese melted all over me, Dave, and my bed
I am gathering blankets and bags of horse grain to pad my truck bed so I have a comfy place to crash when I get home, without the inconvenience of stairs. Or doors. Or walking. But with the refreshing scent of molasses.
Quick question: is it impolite to pause sex to put on my knee brace?
ok now I feel liek a very drunk human instead of a chaos being thanks water
Good news: you're over the drunk crying life phase. Bad news: now you're handy and violent. You were groping me from behind in front of the guy you like, then you put me in a headlock and swept the leg.
This girl invited us back on the promise of weed and strudel...she delivered neither.
I am praying to every god I can that he drank so much that he won't even remember me
We told him to puke in the Denny's parking lot or we wouldn't be his friend anymore. So he did. He wasn't even drunk.
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