He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
drunk pissing on my closed toilet lid is actually quite a sobering experience
if you wouldnt have been fucking me hard and crazy like that then my bed wouldn't have broke. you owe me 600.
so you admit it was good then??
He just got home drunk. He ate 5 snack cakes, said Little Debbie's his bitch, went upstairs and fell asleep.
I really wasn't that bad. I thought I was pretty tame.
When Anthony passed out you poured vodka on his face
Idk if you remember me telling you about him, but I gave him a hj under the stars. Kind of added a little disney aspect to the whole experience.
I don't even know what beauty is right now. I wouldn't even pity fuck me today.
SEXX, SEXX, SEXX,SEXX,SEX SEX SEXXXXXXX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEX.\nimagine that to the can can song. also come to my house. theres a dance routine.
Just saw a couple chasing each other on lawn mowers. Oh South Knoxville.
L'Shannah Tovah!
Whats that? My new stripper name?
He is getting married. In the time it took for this conversation he probably cheated on her three times
She brought me back a blanket from Mexico, then we had sex on it
debating what would be more effort, turning on to my other side or trying to get myself off with my left hand. that kind of lazy day.
Got an egg Mcmuffin combo, and put the hash brown in the sandwich. That level of hungover
Sometimes I feel like my vagina has a photographic memory of his penis. It sucks that he got engaged....
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