Last night he was fingering me with one hand to his ear, calling himself 'dj clittles'
Thats what happens when go home with guys that wear shutter shades to the bar..
you know you've been playing too much mario kart when you see a curve in the road ahead and see yourself drifting around it
similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
I kept calling his name while we were having sex cuz i was so proud that i remembered it.
We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
What happened to him?
He was walking right behind us then disappeared.. turns out he checked his luggage at a night club, continued to drink and dance, then slept on the 4th floor of some museum
Take this only to mean that we love you, but we're having a serious, half-hour, hypothetical discussion about how far we think we could throw you.
Why does it always end up with me crying in my car.
if you need to find her look her up on www.imastupidslut.org
.org?
yeah. they're non profit. helps them sleep at night.
It was pretty bad. Like cum-on-my-face-while-singing-Let-It-Snow bad.
Listening to Whitney Houston sing the National Anthem while I shit before going out tonight. America.
I know how I'm going to make my fortune.. designing an icepack made specifically for the vagina.
I'm using the bullet from my cock ring to massage out my tmj lock jaw from giving too much head.
After sex he cried I didn't know what to do so I patted him on the back and went to the kitchen to make waffles
We should form a club for all of us that have stabbed a sibling with a fork!
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