The way you explained my vagina was exactly the way I would of described my breakfast burrito.
so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
i'm considering texting him with "i'm leaving the country for a year, wanna fuck?"
do it. it's every man's dream.
I found her under my bed eating airplane pretzels.
Just used my cancer results to get a free lap dance. Great day just got better.
Chalk up having sex in a car wash.
I feel as though the word "tired" has become synonymous with "too high to manage the stairs" lately
Morning yack off the fire escape. Girl walking by was mortified. Gooooooooo Ducks!!
I want to be you.
I just explained it as we hate everyone in the world more then we hate each other. Thus making us friends. Plus we drink...a lot
I think drinking is the foundation of our friendship
That's some primal shit right there. My vagina is all like CONSUME HIM AND HIS FRUIT HE WILL GIVE YOU SONS!
went to their party, left halfway through to fuck a pledge, came back to keep drinking. I think everyone won.
He's like... An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It's almost unsettling
Steve watched craig and I have sex from the top level of his cat tower this morning.
At one point I yelled "THIS IS MY PENANCE FOR EVERYTHING I'VE DONE WRONG" and started saying Hail Marys
I would reevaluate a bf who is happy with other guys doing me.
Randomize
