I was worried if he didn't show me his penis, he would kill himself
i have to go- we're throwing the dummy from the balcony again
There's a certain level of slut that i can handle.... I think she just broke that scale
Drunk me was responsible for doing it, but sober me was definitely cheering him on
I would literally rather jam a rusty rail road spike into my cock than be here right now. The whore showed up and now I might smash my iPhone into my face repeatedly until I'm no longer consisting of any sort of life.
Before I left he insisted on serenading me with a ukalele. I might be a little bit in love
It was that same situation where "cuddling on the floor" was actually just code for "rough shameful hate sex" hahaha.
And after we were done he said "Let's play a game! Who can find their clothes first"
Ahh good point. I got some interesting mental pics and I'm slowly entering a "fuck it, lets do weird shit" phase sexually, but you may have already figured that out since I've been fucking you sideways and upside down a lot lately.
We got to his house at 7am and two random guys were on the couch shot gunning beers saying we were late for the party
im In safeway buying a bottle of Ciroc in short shorts at 3:00 pm on a Monday, yeah I don't know either.
You told the entire smokers deck that you were blowing .08 now and anyone else willing later
I'm just more comfortable with the bondage
we talked about the guy being eaten by the anaconda.. Then I proceeded to blow him
Watching Supernatural does more for me sexually than the physical encounters with 90% of the men in my life.
Randomize
