Memory from last night that just came back: me forcibly jacking him off while he yelled I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS
he was pretty good aside from the whole putting his tongue on my butt thing
Considering he believes im part of the 2016 us curling team id say hes pretty drunk
I had to watch them play Salty Cracker. I have never seen a grown man cry with a boner before
I dreampt that we were shooting zombies while we having sex. Is that normal?
I still have your make up all over the inside of my thighs from the face sitting. Free tonight?
Got back to find Sarah in her underwear eating peanut butter and watching Arrested Development with the thermostat at eighty.
hes like bread. how could bread be dangeous
I have visions of guys in cheetah costumes with suits over it pissing on a children how are you
I thought 5 times was beyond my capabilities but her tongue was like a penis defibrillator. Clear!
I just trimmed my bush to manageable levels. I'm gonna take a nap and then get in there and finish the job.
He fucked me in his tour van, I feel like an official groupie.... Except I don't even listen to his band.
Marrying her is the worst scenario of any. That includes death and zombies.
He put a doughnut around his dick and I ate it. What can I say. It was a good fucking night.
Of fucking course I get my period on Valentine's Day...
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