Yeah. My legs are trembling...hard to walk. Feels like a neon arrow is pointing at me saying "just had sex (with not his wife)"
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
i don't remember it, but i know we had sex because my stuffed animals were facing the wall
my dad just referred to me and my boobs as 'the three of you'
You mailed him a break up letter, because you thought the "joy of receiving a letter" would ease the pain of you dumping him.
Less talking, more tequila
We talk about tequila and blow jobs the way that normal people talk about the news and the weather.
Why am I getting texts saying are you ready for this butthole? Help
Was so drunk I had to masturbate face up cuz I thought I was gonna be suffocated by the pillows.
I'm gonna have to get you a special blowjob bib -- like a lobster bib -- but instead of a picture of a little red lobster, it will have a picture of a penis, with 3 big squirts coming out.
we told the drug dealer that our car was dead and we needed a jump so he would bring the drugs to us...
Well I didn't get a shacker shirt but I somehow managed to come home with superman socks
Mom has wine in a to go cup. It's that kind of night.
Of course I fucked him. He was wearing a rainbow cock sock and cowboy boots.
It's official. My little brother has had more sex in my car than I have. I'm still tied with my little sister. I hate everybody.
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