that drag queen yelled at him and touched me to make him jealous and said things like this is what a real man feels like. it was a thrill.
We just stood on the porch wondering how you managed to puke up a whole piece of bologna
He turned down a handjob. A HANDJOB. I know I'm no Jessica Simpson, but...
Actually, she's fat now, so...
Fuck. I AM Jessica Simpson.
If you don't come out tonight, who's going to wake us up in the morning because they're fucking in the middle of the room where everyones sleeping?
The rest of us are chipping in to soundproof your bedroom. This is getting ridiculous.
Like lay upon bear skin rugs, drink brandy and reminisce of the yesteryear's before a majestic fire place? Because those are my plans.
He held the beaver pelt from the fireplace over my crotch and asked his friend "she look familiar now?", he then remembered my name.
smoked some of that legal weed last night, felt like God himself legit bent me over his knee and spanked my ass. Never again..never.
I found all these half eaten mandarin orange on the ground and the bruises on my neck are definetely not hickies
We watched scrubs, then I got a shower blowjob which led to shower sex and the living room floor sex. Now she's baking cookies. I may not be studying, but I'm doing something right.
I have to estimate how long it takes them to get to the bedroom so that I can sneak out of my room and get snacks. If she's anything like me, they're in bed the second he gets here and I can get snacks now
All I want to do is ice my pussy, but then my husband would probably infer that I was not at a business meeting last night.
It's gonna be me and some oreos tonight. Basically like sex
he's been dating her for 18 months and cheating on her with me for 16. if that's not commitment, i don't know what is.
You showed up at 4 am holding a beer and wearing a wig you apparently found in the dumpster.
That explains some things...
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