But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
Fell off bed. Face first. 10 stitches. huge scar on forehead. totally going to start telling ppl my parents died fighting Voldemort.
He pretended my clit ring was a door knocker.
Little boy scout stared at me with judgmental looks while I bought 3 bottles of liquor but refused to buy popcorn from him
Here's my first problem: I'm drunk
I can officially say I had a blunt rolled on my ass
Ask her if it hurt when she broke through earths crust as she ascended from hell
Did you clean his pubes up off the table yet?
Can someone explain to me why guys are so fascinated w their dicks that they feel like they'll die if they don't send unsolicited dick pics
I haven't been dieting for my entire life to date some guy who thinks his dad bod is a riot.
i want george washington to fuck me as hard as he can holy shit
Sorry, was sleeping. I heard a rumor that I had a hangover, so I just went with it...
I am in no place to make rational decisions, but right now i want you inside me
I told him. He hasn't said anything. Crying and holding cats is probably what is happening.
Randomize
