Contrary to what peaches says, you can't fuck the pain away. Full story later. Have a good morning, buddy.
I maybe just had sex outside in broad daylight. At a state park. Please be proud.
He did plead exhaustion. And I made him push through it. I am like the motherfucking badass football coach of sex.
And then he told me he was too tired for me to suck his dick. Physically and mentally too tired for me to suck his dick. What the fuck?
i don't know man, last time i saw her she was applying sunblock to her vagina
I have no idea. There are 6 asians singing hey soul sister to me right now.
I'm basically a mama hen. I keep them warm and let them wonder around the house. not to mention, I keep eye on them just in case the falcons around the house try to snatch them away.
I don't even know what to say right now
I'm sorry for the texts and anything that I said that may have caused confusion, pain or irritation. I shall not be drinking again. Furthermore I will not be keeping a phone on me should I fail to adhere to the prior statement.
He's moaning and crying and coughing up something audibly liquid. I can't live in this house any more.
Or stump rather since he's possibly large. Large penises don't have tips, just blunt ends of battering rams.
My mom was looking at curtains for me and sent pictures and I had to be like "not the Disney princess pink and purple, more like an acid trip"
At 38 I had to open a Snapchat account to communicate with my 21 yr bf. where is my life going.
especially when i'm drunk. his dick might as well be made of cotton candy.
We were fucking in the boat on the lake when another boat saw us and honked their appreciation.
Oh honey. I will not JUST be drunk. I will be spring break drunk. Spectacularly hammered. It will be glorious for all watching and embarrassing for anyone that has to drag me to bed.
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