White coat. Heels.
i cvme to yuor rooom...wherer are youf?
please be gone before i get back
"reccomended dose" hasn't been in my vocabulary for quite some time.
I just texted him to come over because I want to see if his hand fits the handprint bruise on my ass.....I feel like the cinderella of S&M
90 In a 65. Talked my way out of it with the i have to poop story. i am the ticket jesus
is it sad that I can recall my outfits by who took them off?
When were having sex he was mumbling some guys name. If he wasn't as hot as he is I'd be concerned.
I should probably just look up vagina pictures in the anatomy textbook. That always cheers me up.
I feel like we had some profound moment last night, but I can't really recall much past your ass turning up the volume on the radio.
Every time I roll over in bed I land on a different vibrator. I feel I'm the only one with this problem.
Update- I sold my hat to some drunk kid for 50 bucks. I used my earnings to buy beer on the way home. I realize to everyone else seeing me drinking on my balcony at 6am, I look like an alcoholic, but I'm thinking of it as a night cap
Shits getting dirty between us in her dad's bedroom. I'm talking early millennium rap and r&b
You threw up in a empty pizza box at Pizza Hut and opened the door with your face. So that maybe why it's bruised.
Just fell off my bed trying to pose and take a nude for you. Probably broke my wrist
I just had a sex dream about orange juice, so there's that.
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