But i just feel like he will pull it out and ill panic. I mean its fairly basic. Up and down. But i feel like ill just freak out.
apparently the secret to your success is patron
Don't worry, there is no such thing as a fat, old or ugly blow job.
I knew I was high when I wanted to write a poem about how great it felt to wash my face
this blows. i told the guy at the bar that i was the DD and it was like i just announced over megaphone that i had genital herpes. no one will talk to me now.
I feel like everytime I call him he's either fucking or getting into trouble. It's really disturbing that he presses the answer button and then proceeds to fuck her harder.
You broke the end off a wine bottle, ran outside and screamed "FOR NARNIA!!"
Nothing like a false "my-dad-found-my-weed" alarm on Christmas day.
Celebrated the veterans I suppose, my mouth tastes of gin and black outs
Two dicks, one me.
Yoga's definitely paying off.
That was a very uncomfortable conversation to have without pants on. But his mom was pretty cool about it.
He broke into my house because he missed me. Then ends the relationship because I'm the needy one. Ironic much?
Don't judge me. It's a Monday night and I can eat burritos in while bathing in the kitchen sink if I want to.
I also guarantee you multiple orgasams and blueberry pancakes
Not going to make it tonight. Some cougar at the bar just told me she has dibs on my dick.
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