he drunkenly confessed to whacking off before coming over so the sex'd be longer. this one's a keeper
don't get me wrong, i love how you're fun and free spirited. but there are some situations...like shooting down a bottle of sambuca standing in the shallow end topless surrounded by my friends
you are getting stockholm syndrome from your pubes
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
I want to start this convo out by apologizing for the broken toaster.
I FINALLY HAVE A REASON TO DYE MY PUBES BLUE!!!
my memory may be fuzzy, but the 20+ naked pictures I sent him were surprising clear
I don't think I can recall what a 23 year old cock felt like if one slapped me in the face.
If tits could talk, mine would be bragging
There is nothing wrong with watching parks and rec all day then getting blackout drunk by night
As I was about to fuck him, he requested a moment of silence for Leonard Nimoy.
We probably shouldn't have humped each other in a stairwell for an hour. that was probably my bad
I was too lazy to get my chapstick out of my purse so i lubed up my lips with pizza grease. On a scale of 1-10 how embarassed should i be?
Yeah, oh and the story gets better. His friend was dressed as a christmas tree wrapped in twinkle lights and had to plug himself in the wall all night.
just realized we fucked to the ultimate disney playlist last night. hakuna matata.
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