Gte hit a new low, I took a poopnap, passed out mid poop on the toilet.
Could guys at least pretend I require some amount of money to be spent before I randomly go down on them?
Now that I'm the boss, there's nobody to yell at me for smelling like a bar in the morning.
it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
Due to our sore throats we are now doing bong hits with cranberry juice to sooth it.
He came into the hospital yelling "HEY EVERYBODY! REMEMBER ME?"
This is the first time since last march I'm gonna be going to a class for more reasons than wanting to bone the girl sitting next to me.
He needs to respect me before he can fuck me with cat ears on.
Just proved I could salsa dance in a bar where no one was dancing
Sidenote...no idea how to salsa
at the end of the day, college isnt gonna be for everyone... and some of us are just going to have to learn how to breathe underwater while sucking cock.
She looks like she smells of sausage, sunblock and sorrow.
can I share that I'd like to fuck him in my new car as a sort of car warming present to myself?
I'm sitting in the breakroom facing a very large sign that says "inappropriate workplace behaviors", and i can't help but feel like it is directed at me
The next time you scream bombs away when you are inside me will be the last time you are inside me
I WANT BLOOD. HERS. I WILL DYE A FABULOUS PAIR OF SUEDE PUMPS RED WITH HER BLOOD.
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