11:03 p.m. Whats a lie i you lovn me. Let's cuddle.
The worst part of it is that he's not the first man I've fucked with 2+ chihuahua's.
One blow job doesn not make me gay.
I feel like I just walked the hall of shame thru the marriott. Everyone stared.
I think it was the shoes and limping. Not the sex. I could b wrong.
I'm not embarrassed about the lap dance. I'm embarrassed for the singing during.
Apparently you can coat check a keg.
Also, you peed on your hand last night. Id just like to point that out
Maybe there is a secret pocket full of cocaine in that spiderman wallet.
He called me Kitten either just because or he figured out my old s&m life. Either way huge turn on.
when I was walking home I wad so excited to see a cat on the sidewalk but it was really a traffic cone
He drunk texted me what I think is two snails fucking on a mushroom. Is "you sick bastard" too mild a rejection?
He asked if we were going to take advantage of his drunken state. When we said no he tired to show us what we were missing out on. It was so sad it almost made him cute.
I have a vagina. So i automatically win.
Is it bad when your own grandmother calls you a whore?
I'd like to know who hasn't seen my tits tonight.
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