The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
i can recognize that vagina from a mile away
I've only left my bed to pee and eat nutella out of the jar with my fingers
My mouth tastes like what I imagine a hobo's skin would taste like.
I just duct taped myself into my costume. I apologize in advance if you find me in a compromised position involving duct tape and underwear when you get home tonight
Halfway through she said I was exactly like she imagined. So many things have been stroked this night.
Netflix keeps asking me if I'm still watching just because I've been sitting here all afternoon...why do I feel like my tv is judging my life choices?
yeah I had to wear a fucking diaper from work home so I didn't get the shitty squirts all over my cars seats it was fucked
we had a full conversation and he only brought up drugs twice. overall I'd call it a success
sweating bourbon at client mtg -- you?
They need to eat meat, go down on me the first time, every time, and know how to pull my hair. And there's a height requirement for this ride
god i just can't wait for finals to end so i can just masturbate all day and night
JB just got pulled over and I am in the trunk...... this isnt good
I cannot believe I accepted his penis into my body.
Hey this is your roommate. You know the one that let you have sex with her while you called out your exs name and cried?
I have no recollection of that. You must have the wrong number. P.s. your thongs still on the ceiling fan.
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