It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
We found him. 8 blocks away from the bars and almost at his parent's house. On the verge of tears.
we were totes just talking about. huu in the bathbub. 5 girlszzz
just puked a little into my hand/sleeve. way too hungover for the first day of class
I smell like gasoline and adventure.
The orgasm outlasted the Charlie horse. Pros and cons.
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
We spent a good 10 minutes in the morning looking for my clothes. I ended up taking the bus home in my 6inch heels and his baggy t-shirt. The bus was filled with kids... one of them whistled at me.
I found my hair extensions. They were in my hamper.
I was woken up in my old house by the new residents ... I don't even have a Key anymore
I don't want to jinx anything but I may have found the one.
Cat or human?
Human
After we finished having phone sex he proceeded to serenade me with Ave Maria. It was magical.
Trust me. My dick only does selfies for you.
Woke up to find that I was cock blocked by no more than three people.
Holy. Shit. I just remembered all the lapdances....
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