at the bar. watching boys pee in urinals. when they come out we give them a thumbs up or a thumbs down. probbb shouldn't prop the bathroom door open with a bar stool....
He's my palate cleanser. He's my mint sorbet. He's my saltine cracker. He's who I fuck between people to make the next one better.
he aplogized for the shitty sex and called me "ma'am" when he did it. And he wants redemption sex. Gah I love southern gentlemen.
having someone tell me to "prepare my vagina" is not really something I want to hear..
In fact, not a good idea to go into any house alone after a man invites you in from his balcony.
I can hear her moaning. I'm on some random guy's counter. He wanted me to cuddle but I said I didn't know how.
Why does every bad decision I make wind up having 1000 likes on YouTube?
I am in his childhood bedroom and I feel like his trophies are applauding me and his stuffed bunny is disgusted with me. Did you know he was a mathlete?
I have to masturbate tonight while watching every Paul Walker movie ever made. It's what he would have wanted. RIP Paul.
His buddy came running in the room after we had sex, and started "sponging" the sweat off my forehead with his sport wristband.
I used an emoji to tell him I was pregnant. I should feel bad about that, right?
Apparently stoned me thought eating chips in the shower was a good idea.
I'll be an awkward "I've had the grooms penis in my mouth" presence and we can party our nipples off.
i looked that guy up on facebook. the one who went down on me for two hours
what's the verdict
i've been scrubbing my vag all morning
My life just got so pathetic that I volunteered to work a double on my day off because its saturday and I have nothing else planned
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