He's gotten way too comfortable around me. He came into the bathroom and took a shit while I was in the shower.
He asked if I was on the pill, apparently I just downed my glass of beer and winked at him...
All he was doing was sitting in the car, staring. We asked him what was wrong and he just turned, smiled, and said "everything has its own pair of boots"
A guy in a sombrero stopped to take a picture with me sitting on the curb.
i decided i'll just settle for a gay guy who can manage to fuck me like the straight guys do. but here i go again, talking about my dream man.
He's basically wearing those Nike boner sweatpants. It's hard not to jump him. How has your day been?
NO I WOULD NOT GET A GUMMER FROM A GRANDMOTHER
I have a cracked rib, no way in hell I'm bottoming for him tonight!
Yeah. Moral of the story: Don't mace yourself. It sucks dick.
Came home plastered at 8am. Roommate had hot glued all the ashtrays and various items to their surfaces. Couldn't handle it. Went back to the bar.
He told me that he'd ride his snowmobile from Cincinnati to Toledo in this blizzard just so I could give him head.
I got a charlie horse in my ass while masturbating. We are never been going to that boot camp again.
He finally left. I didn't introduce him to the roommate. The sex is bad. I don't want him to feel welcome
she has no right to get mad at us for drinking during the wedding. she's the one that chose the bridesmaid dresses with pockets.
He's the douchy one who wouldn't let me rip his shirt off, right?
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