White coat. Heels.
tonights recap: old cokehead freind proposed in the middle of a country bar to his trash girlfriend, saw ex-fuck who now has star shaved into his head and another with his gf, and ex-bfs best friends crackin jokes about who would fuck me first. NEVER COMING HOME AGAIN
it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
he doesn't have near as many excuses as you..and his are usually pretty legit. like "i'm having a baby." that's pretty legit.
Hindsight: maybe I should have included a few transitional texts in between talking about your son and my need to have sex. Do over?
I pulled down his boxers and a 20 dollar bill fell out. I'm telling you, the blowjob fairy EXISTS
Dude she has the ugliest blow job face ever.
was it good sex?
i mean it was good for how drunk we were. and for how big the closet was
I woke up in my own bed clutching a key to a Ramada in another state.
Dad had me doing shots of chocolate mint Everclear last night. I've never felt closer to him.
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
When you're really drunk, Japanese toilets just have an unnecessary amount of buttons.
Why do I have this feeling like this is heading in a slightly threesome-y direction
if you were broke and planning on using koolaid as a tequila chaser which flavor would you pick?
So I heard her yell at him and I went downstairs to find he had lit up each one of my smokes and taken just one drag off each and had em lined up on the table. She says he "experiments" when on Ambien.
Randomize