So I tried to call my phone from his phone and was like, "hey, my name is not in here..I thought you had my number" turns out he has my number saved as "gives good head"
She looks makes a Zellweger face when she cums, she's keeps asking why I call her renee
He said he's was gunna give me some pain meds. I'm not sure what they are but I just gave him a thumbs up
he went up stairs with nothing on but calvin klein's and an eskimo hat, said hi to her dad, got a doughnut, and left like it was an everyday thing
i remember you telling me to take a shower, brush my teeth, go get back in bed w her, and "just do what i was born to do." and as soon as i stopped yacking i did just that. you saved my birthday.
It's now 3:30 and the guy I went home with is showering me with shredded cheese. Nbd.
Whatever. I indirectly made you cum overseas. Call it even.
Happiness for him is a different happiness than you can supply cuz you have life standards, morals and goals that dont include the bar or beer everynight.
I seriously think I got run over last night.. My sides are bruised and I got a ride home in the limo from the office.
Literally had to stick my hands in my pants and hold my butt cheeks together while driving
2 girls slept in my bed with me. 3 more girls slept on a mattress on my floor. The furthest I got was cuddling. Here's my man card.
She kept asking for cigarettes, than just put them in her purse as "savings"
It's accurate though. I am legitimately passionate about pickles. I crave pickles the same way I crave sex. It is a deep rooted animalistic need
He's going to wonder why I have burn marks on my asshole
He spent ten minutes post bj, limp cock still out, in shock repeating 'best blow job ever'. So yes, yelling I am the penis queen out the car window was justified.
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