covered in glitter, my cheek hurts, and theres a handprint on my face. Would i do it again. Absolutly
he is naked. in. my. bed. happiest day. of my. LIFE.
He's been dead since March and more people write on his wall than mine.
God, you're like boner-b-gone
Dude I broke my bong in half this morning. I kicked it as I was jerking off. I would never hide anything from you.
We carried on a casual conversation about plants while I gave him a hand job.
Steve just broke his bong and some kid in an american flag bathing suit and no shirt just fell down the stairs. Its dangerous here
Well be careful man. Be careful. Wear shoes in the house. Safety. Safety first, then teamwork.
I faked an orgasm during phone sex last night. This relationship is starting to become real.
This is the guy I made out with and it made me think of my dad. Let's never talk about it again.
We trekked into the state forest, laid the comforter down and he proceeded to tell me that we could stay here and stargaze, turned me around and fucked me like the lion king.
I don't need to marry the guy. I just need some filthy, shameful wish fulfillment sex and then live out the rest of my life on the bean farm.
In retrospect, vomiting out of a moving vehicle on the third date should have been a deal breaker
Well that's disappointing. I guess I'll give a lesson on dick-breaking another time then
Thanks again for the coffee and orgasms
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