he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
woman puking in liquor store parking lot at 9:30 on a tuesday morning = best commute ever.
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
Thanks for convincing the hot dog guy to give me one for $1 after I drunkenly dropped the first one. I loved your reasoning "I know you mark that shit up! I work in retail!"
Things I have that belong to you: shorts, headband, bra, purse, chinese food, vodka, and blood on my jeans. Happy homecoming.
What part of I'm done do you not understand? Im not going to send you sex photos to prove I've moved on..
he was cumming and all I could think about was the pathway of sperm the in penis. thanks a lot nursing
I am in a hotel room with 10 people. John is in bed eating an industrial sized pan of mashed potatoes. I think a non insignificant number of people saw my nipples.
My fuck buddy is great and all, but it gets weird when she gets in arguments with her BF in the driveway
Ask her if it hurt when she broke through earths crust as she ascended from hell
He asked me if I remembered touching his police badge. awk.
On your day off do you wanna get wine drunk and take a few episodes of Jerry Springer way too seriously with me?
I mostly blame me being such a miserable fuck on the fact that I was born on a Monday.
He washed his dick in my kitchen sink after sex. I think he might be a keeper.
After finding out he was married when we were together, I don't trust him.
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