party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
So he says "lean over this" which is a chain across the doorway, held into the wall with bolts. I do. Then he puts his weight on top of me to try and get it in.
It breaks. We fall.
I now have a broken nose, a concussion, and an infected, split lip. Why do I have the worst luck in guys?
We got a party bus for the nite. I found out the hard way why stripper poles are meant for girls.
scratch lunch, i just found about 7 more dicks drawn on my back
Don't you hate it when all three people suddenly sober up in the middle of a threesome. Awwwwkward.
well right now he's telling us a story how he befriended a racoon
I am moving slowly w him. I havent even masturbated to him yet.
I have no words
Neither did my mom, when she walked in on me squating with my balls in a cup of hot water.
You grinded and hooked up with a middle aged tiger woods look-a-like with manboobs. Tequila isn't for you.
His dick is as big as my 7" heels... Awkwardness is forgotten.
I sent him a tit pic with the caption, "Mt. Arie and Mt. Hola are ready for expedition." Too nerdy?
ok now I feel liek a very drunk human instead of a chaos being thanks water
I just dominated some guy while wearing your moms thong
I don't care how hot he is. I will not strip for him to country music.
Like he's moved to LinkedIn creeping on me since he's blocked everywhere else & I'm just so confused does he think I'm going to post daily updates of my life on FUCKING LINKEDIN
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