So I thought I was slick leaving his room this morning all incognito. Little did I know I was wearing his football jersey with his name across the back... stilettos & my bra was left behind. never seeing that again
I asked him where the store BJ's was and he unzipped his pants.
You insisted on drinking champagne out of the dog bowl
No. I do not want to discuss your lesbian tendencies with my sister.
She still started it.
By the way, I got bored last night and just started putting my balls on every object in your room. One at a time.
two questions - what stuff of mine was pawned and who has the pawn tickets.
I resisted the temptation to hold the cake in one hand to alternate bites with the ruffles I was eating. I decided that might make me look dysfunctional.
She insisted we fuck to Ludacris, not how I imagined popping her lesbian cherry would be. I tried delt and I liked it.
That man gives me hope. I can't help it. And by "hope" I mean "wood."
There would be some who claim I got a little "carried away" or that we "probably don't need that many jello shots". They would be wrong.
I'm having post-experience "why didn't I fuck her in a public bathroom" regrets
its the pipe that keeps on giving. Just when I think it's done, I scrape just enough. It's a st. Patrick's day miracle!
I put purple lights under my bed and asked him if he wanted to fuck in a spaceship.
She said I can't embarrass her, the challenge has been set
You’ll (maybe) appreciate that I picked at my ingrown hair again. Quarantine updates are getting BLEAK.
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