And then she said we stopped for a train and i tried crawling out the back window.. again, i dont remember this.
I made popcorn. Partly so the room doesn't smell like sex, and partly to apologize for the things you saw when you walked in...
I think they were cool with it, they should have know if I was the host of the baby shower it was going to involve a keg and jager shots.
Just hook me up with your dad already stop being selfish
I just wanna be craddled in his arms and spoon fed applesauce..
that's the most romantic thing you've ever said.
My blowjobs put them in a state of relaxation similar to that of getting hit with a tranquilizer. The fear comes after the sex.
Slow dancing with the chandelier.
I let him do a line off my nipple in exchange for his prescription pain pills. I feel like 3/4 Vegas stripper, 1/4 underbelly of society.
He turned me into a screamer. Guess I'm really not a lesbian.
I seriously think I may just have to live here. In this bed. Naked.
She doesn't even know his real name...he just keeps calling himself Hans the Third
Another development in my life...I think I pulled a muscle in my neck from vomiting this weekend.
She's passed out with a slice of pizza between her boobs should I just eat it and leave
he told me that I'm basically going to be the mom of the house when they move in...i like to see it as being a MILF without the responsibility of real children
part of it says your brother mayyyy have put his lips on my vagina
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