Please tell me I didn't pass out while we were having sex last night... and if so I am sooooo sorry.
it was my 21st birthday. took an old mans walker so i could stay till last call. reasonable right?
The irony of calling it Pride is that you do things that no one should be proud of.
i know im back at school when i can poke any random spot on my body and expect a 80% chance that theres a bruise there
so why are there three stressed gay men and a bowl of vomit in the smoke room?
as much as i want to say no i cant cause i need the trophy wife training
He's. Duct. Taping. His. Phone. To. The. Wall.
In case you were wondering, taking me to see beauty and the beast in theaters would totally get you an unsolicited sloppy beej in the parking lot afterwards.
You should probably take note of that and make it happen.
It took me 3 tries to get up the front steps. They kept me motivated by waving taco bell just out of my reach. Surprisingly effective.
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
True love: he brought me a margarita while was in the shower. He's a keeper.
we had a "who's sex playlist is better?" fight.....
i dont believe you. i want proof. if you end up at a hospital send me a pic.
I want you inside me. Finish your papers.
What do you do when you legitimately find a hidden sex dungeon in your parents basement next to your bedroom!!?
Randomize
