I didn't exactley write on my bucket list -- "hook up with a townie at a drivers intervention program"
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
Dude. It just hit me for a second time. My thumbs are huge and moving very quickly. Like stampeding buffalo...
It wasn't so much skinny dipping. It more like skinny walking...through a fountain.
Could have been worst, could have seen me bent over biting her carpet while her son was inside me, i think i would have respnded with "i was just trying to be quiet"
He's basically me if I was an 8-yr-old boy. It's like looking into a pudgy terrifying mirror
They were swingers. Real swingers. Thought it was going to be awesome until some fat guy tried to put my dick in his mouth.
Meant to have fun, ended up giving speech about consent to guy at bar. Feminist side feels happy. Orgasms side feels confused and betrayed.
Look at all the pictures I have of us sucking on jello syringes.
You know how I know last night was a good night? Because I remember high fiving a couple WHILE they were having sex.
i'm just really offended he didn't want to have breakup sex. like that was the only thing i was really looking forward to
Ended up in his bed... He's passed out holding me and his bulldog is laying across my legs. Both snoring. HELP!! I wanna go home!
Are you awake? I feel like I need to confess my sins to someone not on this side of the country.
He may have been a dick but he DID give me his Netflix log in. Maybe some good did come of it.
I'm too hungover to Google him and try to save face.
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