No. I still stand by my previous statement that nachos and tequila is the breakfast of champions.
I got to watch him fuck me from behind in the reflection of an ornament. so glad I decorated.
white shorts are a girls way of saying "im ready to fuck cuz its not my time of month"
Blow job bear ended up in my bed last night. She didn't live up to her costume.
Out of all the people in the house to show their tits at mcdonalds to try and get free food, they picked those two?
all i remember was her shitting herself and asking me to call her parents.....i so didn't. when i woke up she was gone and left a note saying "we will be lovers forever"
He rubbed my back afterwards. I forgot how to talk and I legitimately thought I was a cat for a few minutes.
I think it really helped to be hungover at accepted students day. it gave me a good feel for how it would be everyday if I go there.
But I got head on a boat yesterday which was sweet until a bald eagle flew over. Then it became life affirming.
I DID MY EXPERIMENTING. FOUR YEARS OF IT. IN HIGH SCHOOL.
I love that there are toys on the counter. Coffee, tea, wine bottles, gag ball, and handcuffs.
My kitchen gets me.
I'm really glad I had vomit on my sweater when I met his sister.
Did you ever hear the story about the time I did blow in a bar bathroom with the #1 ranked golfer in the world?
It was a bad idea to take ecstasy with cats in the house. No animal likes being touched that much. Let me know how your eye feels tomorrow
only you would understand that I was talking from the perspective of my boobs
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