I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
I'm on the bus and the homeless person in the seat to my left is jacking off to a cartoon picture he found. He's now cleaning up with mitten I dropped.
Friends bring friends secret work margaritas. my pink water bottle is in the cupboard
Careful, it's a slippery slope to discovering you're bisexual...trust me.
I have tan lines from my nipple rings.
He was on my bed looking at me like a sacrifice to the gods of gay sex and he's definitely a bottom. Like Jesus Christ a really, really great ass of a bottom.
Last night I flashed a car full of people my tits for a bag of pretzels so yeah I'd say I was at least tipsy.
I'm a professor! I can't be caught chasing the liquor with you hooligans once the undergrads have seen my face
You know you had a good time when you get the wheelchair treatment in Mexico back to your cruise.
Can you not touch my dick while I'm holding a gecko?
So do I get to ride the beginning of the November stache or what?
He fucked me in his tour van, I feel like an official groupie.... Except I don't even listen to his band.
He couldn't give me an orgasm, but he did give me a UTI.
My hands smell like vagina and ham.
How are they?
Amazing! These new boobs are going to break blouse buttons and wedding vows!
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