it sounded like he was fisting a can of crisco.
but i have a bet that her boyfriend is going to try and deflower her tonight so i better get a move on if i want to videotape it
i need you to recap everything for me beyond "i think i'm gonna try vodka-pong"
I finally got her to squirt but it wasnt a stream, it came out in the form of mist. I felt like I was in rainforest cafe.
as nice as a boyfriend sounds, a relationship would require morals and self-restraint - both fields in which i lack.
momma always taught us never to change for a boy..
She was raised with a wonderful home life. I can't do anything with that.
Me and your penis are best friends. You don't know it, but I whisper my secrets whenever I give you blowjobs. We even have a secret handshake. We can't be separated from each other. We just can't.
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
The word cocktail makes me want to rip my liver out and nail it to a cross.
Doing a circuit workout and using a power hour playlist for my 1 minute timers. I am getting old. creative, but old.
We fucked so hard that when I orgasmed I tore his towel rack off the wall. He was more impressed than mad.
He called me twice and texted me at 3am. Guess absence makes the dick grow harder.
HAMMERED.. I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with toilet paper instead of bread...
I should've negotiated that before I sat on his face.
Seeing someone hit Themselves in the balls with someone else's hand is amazing. I love being the sober one
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