So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
We got so high we made milksteak
Just once id like to sleep with a man who i havent thrown up on
Tonights theme there is the 7 deadly sins. Greed, envy, sloth, gluttony, sluttiness, fellatio and vodka.
nope im down the street in my car watching the front of her house. its actually less creepy than it sounds
Ecstasy should be its own food group.
Yes. I feel like complaining about sex all the time with a 21 year old might be punishable by death of the sex gods so I try not to
we superglued breast forms to his chest. those aren't coming off anytime soon.
I truly wish I could say I pulled my groin straddling our cab driver but unfortunately I cannot
I'm gonna be the best dressed mother fucker to ever get kicked out of that damn bar.
Em I need to know if his cum tastes like vodka. Report back.
How was the party
I came home with only one shoe, a t shirt tied around my shoeless foot and I was covered in motor oil. Oh and my shorts were inside out. So you tell me
I'm not sure if I should pay him or he should pay me, but someone should get paid for the sex I had this morning.
So I heard her yell at him and I went downstairs to find he had lit up each one of my smokes and taken just one drag off each and had em lined up on the table. She says he "experiments" when on Ambien.
So, I need to know. Why did you spraypaint your underwear gold?
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