champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
My valentine's day: watching The Notebook, and porn, eating chocolate, and ice cream. All while jacking off.
Wow... you've managed to cover all of the sad girl stereotypes that exist.
She soaked the fruit in vodka for ten minutes and then mixed it with normal fruit and sherbert icecream. It was called "lottery fruit".
Only I could do what I did last night and feel perfectly ok working around children the next day
If I die tonight. Just know that chicken I made fuckin ruled. Recipe: Chicken with a shitload oF spice
i offered her breakfast shots. she politely declined.
I knew things were bad when I walked in on you feeding juice to your iPhone
Last night I passed a kidney stone as I came inside her. Worst. Experience. Ever.
The worst part about being a grammar Nazi is all the porn I skip over because the titles are misspelled
Other than trying to finger me on the couch in the middle of the bar a few times, you were fine.
A huge penis doesn't warm the soul. Or that's what I've had to tell myself.
he played intl players anthem 4me and ate a strawberry out of my pussy
He chose me to be his birthday sex..theres a lot of pressure riding on this bang
You know when your cat drags a dead bird into the the house as a present and drops it at your feet looking all pleased because it thinks you'll be pleased? That's what sex with him was like.
I'm hiding in my office refusing to turn the light on holding puke down stealing and shoveling down the meeting snacks and regretting my poor life choices. goldfish crackers are like crack to me right now. how is your day?
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