I just woke up to a guy kissing me goodbye and leaving for class. I don't know where I am, don't have any clothes on, my underwear are gone, and the shoes I found with my dress aren't mine. He just walked in and gave me my phone. I was on my period. Come get me I will walk to the nearest intersection and wait.
You are the one person I know will appreciate this- and I'm aware that its nearly 5 am- but I have 3 words... G spot orgasm. BE JEALOUS
i got us presents. or arrested. we shall see!
I'm playing wingman, but I want to pull a Goose and die.
Just role played anchorman. And yes, I did take her to pleasure town.
He's like my sex unicorn. Elusive and majestic. I'll catch him, I'm baiting with patron.
Is it wrong that I want to take the baby bump in her facebook pictures as "meal-ticket"?
I pretty much envision me eating a turkey leg whilst fucking you. I have priorities.
Think of it this way, instead of a puppy, we're getting a baby.
I want to own their dicks and all the attachments
I'm not driving across town for three thrusts and an excuse
Might as well permanently tattoo lush somewhere on my body and show it to people when I decide to drink so they won't serve me.
So random question. Does beer act the same as other alcohol disinfectants?
Let's knock shit down like godzilla and have intense sex in the rubble
I'm high. ignore me
Remind me to tell you: When threeways go awry, my MLK weekend story.
Randomize
