I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
No I remember falling down the stairs I just don't remember it hurting.
the pub in dfw airport has a countdown timer to st. pattys day, to the second, i like texas
His foreplay reminded me too much of breastfeeding.
See this is what happens when we don't have sex everyday
It was fine until he came back to my place, grabbed a beer, HIGH-FIVED me, and left.
Roommate just came in drunk and tweaked out because my tv has a DVD player built in. Waaaaaayyyy too sober for that conversation.
My Canadian brought me three bottles of maple syrup, a sunflower, and a pair of Oakleys back to the states...he's either drunk or he loves me
I did not have sex with him because he had a puppy…finding out he had a husky pup waiting back at home was just an unexpected plus
I don't think I bit anyone but I woke up to scrapes knees, bruises and new friends.
The worst thing about having to live at your parents again is the struggle to make up more excuses to cover up the booty calls.
Tbh you just need to fuck it out like I don't know another solution
Even in drag you're still better looking than your sister.
It’s like I’m living in some alternate wet dream universe right now
The economy isn’t reopen until I can get drunk and motorboat fake tits at lunch on a Wednesday
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