Mom and Dad are dead. Trust fund
just found preset five on the shower head...pretty sure my pussy just had a panic attack
So I made him an imaginary sandwich and told him that the day I didn't have to fake it, neither would he.
Maybe my heart is located in my vagina
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
I don't care. I'll be that guy that eats cake in a car. Alone. With the doors locked.
I feel awful
Physically or morally
Physically. The only immoral thing I did was steal money from strippers while they gave me lapdances.
I ended up with bruises on the back of my knees. Tell me again how I did this?
It was a tough decision either lay in bed or go to work and lay in the stockroom
I'm to the point where I just want to get back at him in a hot man sex tornado way.
Of course I fucked him. He was wearing a rainbow cock sock and cowboy boots.
After 8 hours of circus trick sex, his parents are both hugging me and kissing me on the cheek asking when I'm coming back over. Score?
Emergency thong? Check! Suspension bondage is a go!
we promised ourselves we wouldn't get too drunk, and what happens? I wake up the next morning with half a mcdouble in one pocket and some barbie clothes in the other.
I told him I hooked up with his best friend. And then he ate me out. I'm just THAT GOOD.
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