either my laughing turned him on, or he wanted to shut me up. either way, i dont care. it was amazing.
today is like waiting for pizza day in elementary school, but with sex added
i walked in the apt and she was vacuuming. i asked why and she said so we could have sex on the floor. i love clean freaks.
you're letting him buy you a plane ticket...to kentucky...so you can fuck him?
i know. i'm only adding to the interstate sex trade problem.
if you lined all their dicks up next to eachother, it would be like at&t bars
well considering we left the bathroom with the mirror off the wall, a bloody nose, and clothes all messed up they assume im just a coke whore now..
He is now the second fuck buddy that i have met by walking up and grinding on him. My ass is so much more productive than dating
I gave him head and we watched Fashion Police. somehow it wasn't awkard.
Did you just reference Ludacris during my possible pregnancy scare of 2012?!
So the bump is from hitting my head in an elevator. Apparently I dived into a cab head first too.....
Yuck. My throat feels like someone chucked a couple of Maltov cocktails down it and finished it off with a super soaker filled with Jameson.
I literally walked into the toilet, looked at my reflection, said "alcohol" and went back to bed...
I woke up with a meat pie in my hand and my mouth tasting like an ashtray. I'm a catch, really!
Congrats! Its a fuck boy!
You know that we wouldn’t even be talking about all this if you would have kept your candy consumption judgement comments to yourself.
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