There are walks of shame and then there are walks of what the hell is wrong with you.
Even though he had a fractured vertebrae, the sex was still phenomenal. Better than normal actually. I hope the vertabrae never heals.
Nope if you can't be there for me emotionally, then my vagina can't be there for you physically. That's my rule.
New rule. No seeing movies about plane crashes after killer bong rips
He picked me up in the very car he devirginized me in, his moms toyota.
I'm cutting her off I can't have my good name soiled with these kinds of shenanigans
Shit is preposterous
This morning was so rough I can't even. I was cutting up vegetables for my omelet on the floor. THE FLOOR. I sat on the floor because I felt like I was gonna vom.
I'm sorry but the visual image of you suffocating on vagina is basically hysterical
I knew my bag made it because I could smell the fireball that spilled inside of my suitcase before it was on the luggage carousel.
Adulthood is making your own puke bucket.
now that we broke up we are playing hot potato with the cock ring.. Poor thing just needs a home
Every time we have sex, I feel his dick ramming my soul into submission. Problem is..... I LIKE THAT SHIT!
the sex got boring after the first three hours
holy shit
The neighbors in the apartment above us are at it again. The roleplay this time is cop and prostitute. I give it 30 minutes, you? Already sounds better than the last one
I'm naked and there are two trees and a yield sign
Be right there
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