I just learned in bio that our sole purpose for life is to have sex.. so your high number is acceptable. its actually lacking.
You wouldn't let me clean the puke off your face because I'd mess up your cat whiskers. Now that's dedication.
I keep waking up with the nagging feeling I gave him half a hand job through his shorts.
like a sex slave...but with a better dental insurance plan
We've been broken up for 7 months. His mom sent me a card with a brochure inside titled "How at Risk for STD's are you?"
What is an appropriate "thanks for saving my life" gift? I don't have any experience with this.
Please just tell me how ugly she was so I can bask in the diminishingly small reassurance that might give me
I will give you all my nachos to make this happen
I bought a sword. Make the proper arrangements.
I feel like a cloud. A cloud that wants to be laid.
Also, just woke up in a Romney tank and sequin flag panties. Merica.
It was a blind-side dick pic.
I let him stay at my place since i had to work early and when i got home there was a fruit snack wrapper in my bed. I dont have any fruit snacks. Which means he brought his own fruit snacks to the fuck session.
slept with a 6'5 mountain man from Montana and then he played 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun' on repeat..
you asked me how to turn on the ladder
Randomize
