I can't wait to get all this Makers out of my shoe.
I made him go down on me for 40 mins then pretended to pass out. I swear, I'm like a boy.
It's also dangerous to ride a bike down the stairs after a few beers, but I've done it.
I'm very fluent in vodka, but that seems to be a whiskey dialect.
So there I was praying he didn't go limp again, choking on a long, long gray ball hair. This is my Saturday night. This. Is. My. Life.
My blowjobs put them in a state of relaxation similar to that of getting hit with a tranquilizer. The fear comes after the sex.
I don't think boys are aware how difficult it is to take a picture of your own ass.
We aren't really supposed to respect our bodies til our mid twenties.
There will always be a place in my black heart for him because he gave me my first sex-induced orgasm. While you slept on the bunk above.
Something about Sunday night screams phone sex
Last night was good. Things got bad when I found a sledge hammer.
Last night I made the hotel shuttle driver take me to Walgreens for birth control, and Pringles.
They were both high priority
He just snapchatted me a blank snap that said "miss our sex" Vagina game too strong
Unless your apology includes a 20 something with loose morals and a daddy complex, I'm am not interested
Gov of Georgia is going to allow massage therapists to return to work.
Gives a new meaning to 'Happy Endings'.
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