My brain says no but my pants say off.
my phone cant type all the emotion im having
we tried have sex after i gave him a handjob. he wouldnt get hard and kept saying his little boy is broken.. please come get me
Did she have bad breath? Bad breath makes you think of all the bad things in the world
she called me a fuckfaceshitdick. not that's creative. it sounds like a crayola crayon, preferrably an orange-brown shade.
You seriously looked at the house acorss the street and implied that you thought they had nice Easters.
She bent the beer can with her tongue. I'm scared of what she'll do to me
I remember sitting there at the toilet, bleeding everywhere and thinking, "I walked from my bedroom to here. What happened?"
Please don't place wagers on my sex life unless you are giving me a cut. With my current sluttiness I feel like I deserve 40% for how much money you'll make
I woke up last night a kitchen floor with my shirt off and I love America written on my leg in eye liner
He had a drawn-on fu manchu and now my vagina has one too.
He's all enlightened and liberal. My next beefcake will be much more Neanderthal.
The room got awkwardly silent right as i yelled "leave him alone! I know plenty of straight guys who like to suck dick!"
If you shit your pants and not say anything about it right before we have sex one more time I'm dumping you.
Upstairs definitely just had sex while I wrote you love poetry. That was a fun experience 🤷🏻♀️
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