His pickup line was "I'll eat you out"
He did it well too
im using old socks as coasters. im going to make a great housewife.
I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
lesson learned: don't narrate out loud about how a girl is giving you head while she's doing it
you can now officially say a girl has shaved your initials into her pubes. welcome to the club.
Keep your head up. His game is good, and you should be honoured to be a notch on his wall. If it makes you feel better, if it wasn't you, it was going to be me.
I still don't like him. I'm also filled with alcohol, so I'll revisit the statement in the morning.
I have nothing to say other than the obvious 'we probably shouldn't have done that' and the less obvious 'i think you bruised my labia major' ...?
Well. Now I feel like I put pants on for nothing.
Crying while listening to Miley Cyrus. BE GLAD YOU JUMPED THIS SINKING SHIP!
His front door was open but I INSISTED on army crawling FOOT FIRST under the garage door. Then I peed the bed.
He and I didn't so much date, as watch cartoons and go down on each other.
he just fucked me for my cheese.
If sleeping with your boss doesnt scream job security i dont know what does.
I might have to quit marching band. It's affecting my drinking schedule
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