he texted me telling him i gave him the clap. but i think he gave it to me and i gave it back to him
Different chick, same blowjob, same parking lot.
he was fingering the outside of my pants..i knew that was my cue to leave
the cops didnt even wait to start drinking the confiscated alchohol from the party
the last thing i remember saying is "hope you like body hair"
i mad aa ber float. budweiser nd ice creem. it amzig.
I came so hard just now that I think I may have regenerated.
It's my first ever "i'm sorry for my excessive drug use" hand turkey. And I think it's pretty boss.
Next time he asks to wax your nipple while you're passed out I promise I'll be sober enough to intervene.
sorry to break it to you, but he's definitely fucking that other girl now...
I wish I still at least had the bruises on my ass to remember him by.
These people don't understand my stages of drunk
Some nights you just end up digging your mcdouble out of the trash and eating it. it happens.
I don't know what's worse. The fact that my biological mother is an unwitting bigamist, or the fact that my half sister is trying to seduce my girlfriend.
First contact since we had sex and it's to get my HBO password. I sure pick winners huh
He has a wall filled with panties from past hook ups. So no, I didn't fuck him.
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