real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
Her body is shaped like a coke bottle...a two liter coke bottle
i just realized i put more money and effort into 420 then i did for christmas
apparently i found nail polish and started playing a game i made up called "paint a nail, do a shot"
I hit him with a car. Nothing says I hate you more than backing into someone with a fucking car.
you started looking at my couch laughing and saying to it "she thinks I'm talking to you" then proceeded to laugh and talk to the couch some more.
All that fucking tequilla made my head feel like it's inside of a body builder's asshole. He's doing squats.
Being the only woman in a triathlon group - it's a penis paradise.
you guys just sat there and simultaneously smoked bowls staring at each other... it was like a bowl off or something.
Meant to have fun, ended up giving speech about consent to guy at bar. Feminist side feels happy. Orgasms side feels confused and betrayed.
I learned that I order a bunch of dollar shots at the bar and once it's ready turned around and say "who wants pay?" And someone will pay
she's throwing knives it scares me
update: broke ceiling. glass everywhere
He's getting so into these sexts, I hate to tell him I'm fully clothes, watching Bring It On and eating chips and salsa.
Atleast we had sex on the couch before your ex took it from you
He’s only in town today and our afternoon sex sesh kept getting interrupted by the neighbor’s kid yelling and screaming in the pool
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