We walked past a group of guys in front of a bar last night and they claimed, I quote: Wow, we'd actually have to work for that.
We all have a cross to bear. Yours just happens to be attracting gay men.
I think you're asking the wrong person. You don't understand. Like I would fuck the act of fucking itself if I could.
He warned me he may piss the bed. I'm oddly okay with this.
I was fucking the girl and her best friend walked in on us. She said we looked thirsty, got us a glass of water, and poured it down both of our throats. It was like... sex bottle service
like the only thing i remember is bringing a piece of toast to the bar...
He had to carry me to the car. But then sat with me and waited for me to sober up enough to have sex. He's a keeper.
heres the thing, we have 120 cans of beer left in the fridge. until thats finished we cant fit food in the fridge
I think my body is literally trying to get me to reproduce. "fuck someone! Anyone!" - my body
Just make it a game! Like 20 questions STD style.
I find it fascinating that she'd be more comfortable with her mom finding out she submits dirty disney confessions on tumblr than about her secret email account she uses to chat with dutch and brazilian strangers.
I was so fucked up last night that I peed on his FATHER'S BED and fell asleep there. and yes. his father was asleep in the bed
Well. Now I feel like I put pants on for nothing.
I've had sex near too many of the blankets to let our parents touch them like this
I need your opinion, is it ACTUALLY sweet that a booty call offered to walk me home with an umbrella because it was raining, or is that just low standards?
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