Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
And. No one ejaculated on anyones face. This is all wrong
Last night I dreamed I was having gay sex in prison. That's the last time we go to theme night at the club.
Its ok we found him,,, He is in the bathroom trying to write his life story on a roll of toilet paper.
I'm missing some hair, but it's cool. Breadsticks are done.
I've got to admit, I'm a little hesitant about giving him road head. I've seen how he drives and I've seen how he acts when I give him head. A small part of me is saying this is going to end badly.
The last thing I remember was paying off her younger brother not to judge me, then puking on his shoes.
How interesting! I'm adding this to my list of things to discuss with you between fucks.
I'm drinking with a guy who is a bigger asshole than me. We started a contest.
Also I played a weird game of chicken in the ladies room at work between myself the person pooping 2 stalls over and a very determined maintenance man.
It was rough. I have dried puke in my hair and I don't know if it's mine or from the girl I met on the ground waiting for a cab.
Just came to the realization that what I thought were orgasms were just lightheadedness from hyperventilation. My entire sex life is a lie.
I flashed the bar tender last night. Apparently I wanted a whiskey to go and that was the golden ticket. This is why I never come home
just chugging fertility tea and vodka, no big deal.
If we were unicorns we would fly together. Like in a pack. A pack of flying unicorns
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