better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
He told me he wouldn't do any drunk sluts but me. I guess that's sort of a compliment...?
he's only going to be home for two days, his dick is going to be in me for the whole 48 hours, he doesnt have a choice.
Just did ten shots in 8.34 minutes........ Slowly getting over the loss
You weren't just peeing. You were like grinding on it. And you tried to pee in the washing machine first.
I'm supposed to be studying for finals but all I can think about is blowing him on a sea doo this summer
The only thing I remember is doing a toddlers and tiaras dance routine onstage. I fucking CURTSIED.
OMG stop. Pretty feet? Sparkle baby!
I call it a party but only because that sounds better than 8 people getting drunk around a pool.
It's the building I live in, they were lucky I was wearing clothes at all
Laying on a pile of just out of the dryer clothes because this is NOT real life.
Final Summary: could he eat a lit sparkler? Probably. Could he do it while peeing off the roof? I'll tell you when you get to the ER.
I went out to have a smoke, and next thing I know, he's got me bent over a picnic table praying to deities I don't believe in. You should have been there.
He called me saying he got nice rims for his car so now we can fuck in style
is it fun? or sober?
It was beautiful and filled the audience with hope for the future. :3 I wish I could speak more but sleep werk nighty
I asked how you were doing?
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