Hey sorry i havent responded. i threw up on my phone while i was sleeping
i went to toss her salad and she had a toilet paper clinger on one of the hairs
I wanted to tell him he wasn't actually in me, but my god, awkward?
i havent thrown up in four monthes, im clearly not drinking enough
he said he "kind of had sex before.. Barely" i think it was one of those situations where you slide into home and get tagged out.
And I'm also limping. I just wish that I had self control. I'm 23 for fuck sake and I'm sitting at work, with mascara down my face, vomit on my clothes and an unknown black substance on my tits. How will I ever find my Greek husband if I keep this up?
We haven't even scratched the surface on the damage we could do. Just saying
So instead of asking me for my number, he asked for my dad's because he wanted to "thank the man that helped create those tits."
You're tall, so I have high hopes for your dick.
By 11 pm the pants were off and there was no turning back. But on the bright side, you promised me your CDs when you died, you even signed a napkin saying so.
I'm pretty sure the girl in the stall next to me is waiting on me to leave so she can poop but I'm doing the same thing so it's like a Mexican standoff
pesky things like morals, self-preservation and cowardice are not needed. overkill is nothing but a word. there will be blood.
I woke up in the middle of the night with my dick out and my electric blanket on high. It's like she wanted a hot dog.
so i went over to her house and we played crash bandicoot, ate calzones, and had sex all day. im in love.
We made a blanket fort in my dorm room and fucked in it. Twice. I'm in love.
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