I was dancing barefoot on glass at one point. That really sobered me up.
You were fucking on a porch at a party, not much privacy should be expected
No our divorce decree will not have a blow job clause. Unless my alimony is greatly increased your bj's have been reduced to fantasy status.....
and lets be real... who can blow a middle school class's sunday school teacher and keep a straight face ever again? NOBODY.
I'm having Vietnam flashbacks. This Kid I hooked up with is speaking in class and I keep experiencing the terror.
I need to throw up and die. The order doesn't matter. I feel like shit
I'll be in my room with a breakfast burrito at 2:30. It's up to you...
didn't realize her mom was home while we were fucking, but she's oddly okay with it. she made us food afterwards. but then kept talking about having grand kids the whole time. is it time to bail?
I haven't filled him in on Operation "find a sugar daddy & suck dick for money" yet, but I'm sure he just wants me to be happy.
You made out with him a lot. Almost as much as you told everyone Paul was the zamboni guy.
You don't understand. On her lunch break she sits on the roof, stares into the sky, and chain smokes. I can't get on her level. She is made up of java monsters with whiskey and a voice that sounds like sex.
You need to stop crushing on your boss or fuck her.
Is there a polite/non-lush way to ask how alcohol ranks on their list of priorities? Because like idk how to break the ice furreal.
He's really cute...He stopped talking to me because i pulled my skirt up and peed in a demi plie position...
maybe you should have closed the porn before you gave the professor your computer to hook up to the projector?
Do dollar stores sell vibrators?
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