I may or may not have just irish jigged at a bar. And broken out in a sweat from it. Not a good sign for that marathon yo.
Trust me, I wear more condoms than socks. I wouldn't risk infecting my cock. It's my livelyhood.
I'm starving. my midnight snack, aka a teaspoon of cum, isn't holding me over
new low: my hungover self just mistook bacon grease for mashed potatoes. worst. mistake. ever.
I fucked him in the bathroom at Cedar Point. if it hadn't been for me already combining my two favorite things in the world the whole bathroom thing would have been a little disgusting.
I mean this holiday was built on cheap beer, shitty whisky, and processed meat... and I fully plan to honor that
is it bad that I didn't wash the cum out of my hair because it keeps my curls intact?
I think I have internal bruising from those poses we were doing last night. My own ribs hurt me. I don't understand.
I found bruises on my neck from barfing out the window.
I face planted right in front of a cop. He looked at me, shook his head, mumbled "freshman" under his breath, helped me up and told us to get home safely. I love college.
While eating post sex burritos I dripped taco bell sauce on my boob. He licked it off and asked why I hadn't thought of that before.
Just got a message from a drag queen on okcupid. I cant even catfish successfully.
then he grabbed my tit and yelled "FOR NARNIA!!" then dove into my vag. i think I will do him again strictly for the entertainment value
He's wearing my bra and eating a breadstick while jumping on our bed.....
She was a little thick, but we banged on the beach and fireworks went off as we finished so I think God wanted it
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