Black lace...the rest is up to ur imagination
I acted like I was still sleeping as she gathered her stuff to leave.. that's when she let one rip
she said if I bought her franzia she would blow me, and she would fuck me if I splurged on martini and rossi. Franzia it is
I swear that when I have my own bathroom, I'm gonna lock myself in there and masterbate for at least 3 days in sheer appreciation of it.
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
We made a late night liquor run, made margaritas and bloody marys and then retreated to opposite sides of the house to drink them. Alone.
You guys make me sad
You misspelled jealous there
Absolutely. Last time I signed up for a softball league I had sex with my high school economics teacher.
Stumbled into class and into a desk. When I fell my bottle broke in my backpack. I had to leave there was vodka everywhere.
Is it wrong that I want to take the baby bump in her facebook pictures as "meal-ticket"?
It's not quite a landing strip... It's more like a soul patch for my vagina.
And now for everyone's least favorite sport... Drunk babysitting.
I thought I could grab a hold of my stream of urine. So she left pretty soon after that.
You really could become the cat lady we've always dreamed of.
I'm looking for whatever I can find, and afford without having to eat my emotional support cat
He gave his liver a pep talk before the vodka chugging started
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