I'm sorry, but there's just something about mesh over nipples that irks me.
There's just this way he looks at me that makes me want to suck his soul out through his dick.
Drunk. I slept-stripped.
By myself.
He was ugly. Like horse ugly. But he was built for power, not for speed.
My vagina is not really on board with my "emotional issues"
I have no idea. There are 6 asians singing hey soul sister to me right now.
He made me eat donuts off his dick. donuts, jen. DONUTS.
I took her to the bar and boom. All of my past slump busters were there. Shes cool enough to know what that means and said she was afraid they'd eat her so we left.
Lets ignore the fact that you want to turn your dorm room into a sex dungeon and focus on the real issues here.
I'm told I threw my cigarettes at the TV one by one Shouting about the cast of Community.
I hope dressing like a sexy, but very grown up and intelligent, secretary while out shopping helps disguise how high I am right now.
He's 30 years old and woke me up for a hand job. Last time I go home with someone I met through Tinder.
Hey, thanks for helping me this morning
Always a pleasure to feed you bread as your body lay crumpled on the floor.
that guy was staring at your tits.
nah, more like they were staring at him, and his girlfriend, and her less than adequate bosom. they pitied the fool.
point taken, oh mistress of the bosoms.
you were making out with a girl because you told her you were part of Nsync
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