He was putting purell on my boobs saying "they need to be clean for later." He hadn't had a drink all night
just told my prof that "i dont give a fuck" about the final. nothing like a having a signed employment contract already
Everytime I sleep with him he gives me another hint to what his tattoo means. I'm like a slutty Nancy Drew.
He bought me dinner. He gave me his jacket when I was cold. And then ate me out in the passenger sear of the car.
i'd say i'm about at weeping-uncontrollably-in-a-puddle-of-my-own-tears-and-urine level
I was trying to be quiet until started to feel like my cock was being dipped in a rainbow and then I stopped caring temporarily
I was seriously concerned she had died since she wasn't moving at all, but then I asked here where she was last night and her response was to hip thrust the air.
You take a step back sometimes and are like "when was the last time I was sober?" or "wow I need to stop putting everything in my vagina"
Is this an intervention?
I don't know. I just thought I'd put my drinks in my bag and go on an adventure. Like a drunk Bilbo Baggins.
My boobs looked so good under the black light I saw a girl physically cover her boyfriend's eyes.
"Do You Wanna Build a Snowman" came on while I was riding his dick. I had to take a moment.
We had sex on a dog bed..
Why do pants feel so unnatural once you enter your own house
I tried to text you about going to the Lion's Den but sent it to my boss. She was down for it. Please advise.
I'm fucked-out. That state of being high between fucked up and passed out.
Randomize
