I'm outside your house...sorry I feel like I don't need formal invites anymore.
She made me cum so hard I couldn't hear for half an hour after
I'm sweating while I eat mac and cheese. That fat.
I made him tell me how he proposed to his wife before I'd bang him. I have a problem.
No worries you cant actually turn into a wine snob if you brew it in your closet....
She posted on her FB that he moved out...It's like she wants me to fuck him.
Just saw all the pictures from the party. I'm wearing a different shirt in every single one.
and I keep making him eat me out and buying me presents, this is paradise. I wish he cheated on me earlier.
Let me stew on this while im plucking my nipple hairs and showering.
We don't have sex anymore. We both agree that the olympics are more important to watch. All day. Also i don't look good compared to the athletes...
Just out of curiosity. Did you wait until my fb picture was well liked by others before liking it so people won't know we're fucking?
I think the guy I was trying to dance with was an undercover cop...
I still feel like a bad person. A shoulder to cry on became a dick to suck.
Just spent the morning washing Bailey's and Guiness out of my clothes -_-
Nothing like putting a Percocet up your nose because you spent your night drinking heavily and can't drink water to make you heavily reconsider your life choices
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