And she was only 16?
You say that like it's a bad thing.
He jizzed my face. I had to ask for a washcloth. He ran his underwear under the water and handed them to me. Not so romantic.
im getting my college education on yahoo answers.
He was passed out on the floor holding a beer can, rolled over switched hands and never spilled a drop. We need to practice.
My porch is a mess of peanut butter and tostitos...thanks for that.
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
It's one of those mornings where you wake up and want to go to church for the first time in ten years. THAT shameful.
One time she made a chronological chart for the guys she has given blow jobs to, I shit you not.
Why is it every time you ask me what I'm doing, I'm at a police station?
Let's buy some Wrangler jeans and be real live men.
Oh yeah. I pretty much fucked the universes brains out lastnight. It was glorious.
I spent the entire night stroking his hair. He was cool with it. Never thought a ginger stoner would help me work through my social anxiety but here we are.
I think he has some internal "man stuff" that keeps getting in the way.
Like alcoholism and general douchbagary.
My arms in a cast, how am I supposed to have sex with only one hand?
more importantly I need two hands to eat pie
In other news, I tore a tendon in my hand from giving my boyfriend handjobs so that's how my day is going
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