I am watching the symphony and have decided that violin players probably give really good hand jobs.
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
You walked away saying that you had to pee and you never came back. We found you an hour later in his roommate's bed. Under the covers. Still in your wet bathing suit.
White grape blunt wraps are like the equivalent of a glass of wine in a tux.
Clearly my hormones are sending beaming lights to every penis in the area
When i'm home next we need to get baked and go to waffle house. I want to see if the waitress can still guess my intoxication level and what i'm about to order before i even make it to the table.
Guess I'll put him on my to-do list too. But closer to the bottom since we dated before. That's almost unethical.
The fact that it was "anything but a cup" now explains the cowboy boots and fishbowl aftermath at the apartment.
I slept with one of the directors so you would get a good price on the ballroom for your reception. I'm the best MOH. You owe me bitch
We just fucked like crazy and now I'm dipping chips in macaroni & cheese. I feel completely accomplished. This may be the best day ever.
Dude, if that was the MLB player I think it was leaving your bedroom this morning please tell me you got his autograph. It could pay the rent for like six months.
Ya it was crazy the power went just as she was about orgasm and the vibrator got fried with the power surge
It's almost like he's actually taking my commentary and criticism to heart, but simultaneously succumbing to some primal urge to wear less clothing each time.
He was a Cher impersonator. They are the draggest of queens
I love random hookups in covid sex. Usually girls think me about a one and a half to a two and a half but now that I got this mask on I'm a Solid 6.
Randomize
