My place. Tomorrow Night. Bring your liver, and something for it to do.
the orgasm was like being thrown to the other end of reality, so getting a nosebleed from it wasnt too upsetting at that point
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I did not stop moving last night. If tequila gives me that extra push to have an active lifestyle, so be it.
He sent me a picture of him bent over showing his asshole with the caption "vwahla".... No more tequila for either of you
dude, my ass and shoulder hurt from that kayak last night... note to self: wood planks holding kayak from ceiling do not also hold up a human being
I miss you too. And it was nice meeting your brother while I was mounting you
Are you up yet? I really want to know if i tried sleeping in a field... i have the vaguest memory of trying to
And that's why we do second round interviews for possible roommates.
Well when I got home you were sitting at the table eating cold, leftover taco meat. I'd say you were pretty far gone by that time.
I made out with a mom and her daughter and got a black eye, so yeah, my birthday went well
Other than unclothed paranormal encounters, how has your day been
HE BEAT A GUY WITH NOTHING BUT RAZZLE DAZZLE AND HIS FABULOUSNESS
I'm about to make existential crisis tacos.
and please, if you feel the urge to call me crying tomorrow night, do so. i will be home bored and sober.
She made me keep my boots on and say "you're welcome darlin" after every orgasm......so yes it was an awesome night.
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