I just hatefucked a Bush administration appointee. Now having celebratory mimosas.
Just got a orange juice for my grandma, put gin in it without thinking. She's having a good morning.
yes he's amazing in bed. he made me like, black out. everything went black it was weird. so yes, i'd fuck him again. plus, he has every season of buffy on dvd
I might scale it back and go as an investment banker. Which is the exact same costume as James Bond on LSD. I just introduce myself differently.
Had sex on a washing machine in a pool of beer. Can you say success.
You've had your dick in my mouth. I don't think there are all that many barriers in our friendship at this point.
Chapter 6 - how to lose your underwear in chicago
I guess I realized I had a problem when I ordered 4 shots and told the bar wench to pour them all into 1 glass
I feel bad for his balls. Ive never seen so much sperm. He had to be dying
I feel like there should be a database and you screen your boyfriend's scrotum and all the fucked up shit they've done goes on file.
So the TSA can feel me inside and out in front of 40 people, but they catch me fucking in the bathroom 20 feet away and all of a sudden their the decency police
no body wants to do anything today cause it's too cold, but a guy can only masturbate so many times a day. Ya know
its not even a love triangle. its a love square and it has come back to haunt me
Lunch date was a success. And you'll be proud- my legs stayed closed.
The dogs decided to play a new game called "Who Can Scream the Loudest?"
I won.
Randomize
