Just hungoverly hit my funny bone with a hot straightener. Triple threat.
Hes still not moving. At what point does 'hungover' become 'hospital-time?'
He went down on me and then slapped my ass saying "thanks for the confidence boost"... is this all I'm good for?
OK, the bar's closing. Do I go to home to my wife or my girlfriend?
I just want uncharted vagina. Fresh and ripe.
He was sucking my nipples then stopped, looked me dead in the eyes and said "im gonna cum for my babygirl"
All I know is I was dancing to Shakira in his alley and I think rubbing my junk on his car door.
Good thing I left work early to shave my balls because traffic sucked ass, which I was written up for and my reason on the write was "to close on time, have to shave balls for date tonight". Oh yea, that was a bold statement right there
But now I'm just thinking when he said he "worked for the airline" he actually meant drug smuggling.
But that's fine. Because I am an independent woman who is going to pull some jane Goodall shit and save the world one day......or be a porn star......either way they are going to wish they had fucked me.
He sent me a blank text message. That's a booty call waiting to happen
Well, I was asked to leave the Waffle House for "being to physical" so I think that option is off the table
I fucked her with a giant balloon tied to my dick. You tell ME how my night went
You can’t homewreck what the Lord hath brought together.
Like he legitimately was standing straight up, feet on the roof, not holding on to a moving car.
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