I'm sad I can't be there is wknd, I'm laying on the beach and daydreaming of you / crying a bit
I'm watching a porn and daydreaming of you. Sounds like we both need Kleenex
Did he leave or is he still there?
He left right away, I might have passed out. I saw your text and was like who left where? Then the oh shit feeling sunk in, hangover starting now.
Does it really count as two different guys if they're brothers? I like to think of it as one and a half.
She looked at my cock with a kind of resigned disappointment.
Would you judge me if I made John grow a bush while he is in Cancun so he doesn't cheat on me?
you start one little fire by the lake and the police want to talk to you all night...
There is a high possibility I will pass out with my hand in a bag of Doritos
Fyi - we're going to be eating those sandwiches in bed when you get home.
Ps. I'm slapping the bag. It's an emergency.
I wasn't going to drink tonight, but was reminded this is the anniversary of prohibition being repealed. If I don't, then I am against my profession of bartending and anti-American, right?
And a hot pocket after we fucked. Heaven.
He was a Cher impersonator. They are the draggest of queens
don't worry, i'll dog sit again, the barking made the sex better, its like he was cheering for us, we were just THAT good.
He's a freak. Not like "freak in the bed" freak but like "eats glue in the weekends" freak.
Very mixed signals tonight. He gave me the best handjob while gloating about the Superbowl to his dad on the phone. When he was done he left me on the sofa alone for ten minutes before returning with wet wipes beer and nachos.
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