I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
every time fb tells me a dude i fucked is now friends with another dude ive fucked, i die a little inside. thats way more honesty than im comfortable with.
Frozen waffles and wine. Loneliness-party of one
Im not moving so it's going to have to be a 3 some.
In all seriousness, if tomorrow night becomes a heated game of Which Ex Gets To Take The Plastered Birthday Girl Home, I'm going to bow out with my integrity intact.
It's like salsa. But with balls in it. I like to call it balsa
I don't know if I'm feeling really nervous right now or just extremely horny.
She sleeps with her hand around my balls. First I thought it was just a comfort thing. Now I think it's to make sure I can't slip away in the middle of the night.
Hurry up I'm getting mooned by a hobo
Sometimes I think he has a hidden camera in my vagina so he knows what I'm doing and saying at all times...
My disapointment is making my balls hurt :(
Twas still the Saturday before Christmas \nAnd it’s still fucking snowing\nAnd Steve wished he slowed down \nOn all the fucking drinking
dude the dog literally grabbed the condom out of the trash can and threw it in the air i'm screaming
she told him my safe word. I'm gonna casually work it into conversation and at him suggestively to see if he realizes i want to have rough sex with him
Can we skype so I'm not drinking alone?
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