i'm not a human right now. not even a dancer.
It's almost like sex with her has gotten boring... like it's still good, but the creativity is lacking... it's times like these that i wish she still wanted me to gag her
Oh and you pulled your pants down outside in front of like five people, held my hand, then peed.
The fact that its 530pm and I'm saying to myself I should sober up since I'm at a family establishment should say enough
I keep reminding myself that my vagina isn't a homeless shelter.
I can't believe you're trying to guilt me into a blow j because a tornado made you homeless.
Is it working?
Dude, I went home and roller-bladed into her bedroom so I didn't have a 'walk' or shame in the morning..I wouldn't talk to her unless she refereed to me as Brink
Ong my arms are moving wo my consent
I was so high I told him we should rub faces and pretend to be wombats. He was surprisingly enthusiastic about it.
He sent me a picture of his dick earlier so now we can all laugh at him tomorrow
Ugh I can't even look at alcohol this weekend, my body needs to heal.
I've now spilled wine and got poptarts all over my cast. So much for my doc taking me seriously...
I'm not in it for just the sex. If I wanted mediocre dick once a week I would have stayed with one of my exes.
You said the best orgasm you ever had, you gave to yourself. your boyfriend looked really disappointed. so did half the room.
Yes. With one-hundred percent positivity I can say yes, I do not want you covered in waffles and syrup when I come home.
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