I was up until 12:30 making that damned grammar test for my freshmen then I caught myself running through the verb tenses when I was giving him head.
"I have sucked, I will suck, I will have suck, I am sucking..." I've never felt more like a nerdier slut than last night.
Whoa. I woke up to 10 new text messages. All about bacon.
Drunkenly auctioned off my bed for 3 tequila shots
We tried to make a sex tape, but we were hammered and she forgot to take the cap off the camera. Somebody starts snoring 10 minutes in.
She's walking around topless with a bottle of red wine, crying and singing showtune ballads. This is actually an improvement.
She called to say she's single and blow job season is back.
I would seriously fuck her so hard, her contacts would pop out of her eyes.
Come on there are only so many drink coaster sizes nipples in the world
I just sent a bad sext to my sister. There's not even a way to damage control this, is there?
Then, right before he came he said "I want to buy you so many things!" What the fuck?!
Like I owe him sex. Hell fucking no. I owe myself sex. With a celebrity. Or a clean pornstar. Who knows.
lost my vibrator and now I have to masturbate manually. The struggle is fucking real.
March Madness means a buffet of emotionally vulnerable dick at the bars almost every night. So yeah my vagina and I are big fans.
He was a half hour late. His excuse was that his brother knifed him right before he was going to leave. I didn't believe him until I saw the gauze.
Sexual Dilemma - Covid Edition: Flirting with a cute frat boy. The Cougar in me wants to go back to his frat house and fuck his cocky brains out. The adult in me doesn’t want to get Covid and have to quarantine in a frat house for 2 weeks\n