I really wanna talk..
if by talk you mean have nasty makeup sex involving marshmellow fluff.. I'm down
I'm wearing an NBA shooting sleeve while jerking off...and yes my arm has stayed warm
We hadn't had sex in so long that I started queefing and then I couldn't stop giggling... I think he's mad.
she got to the point every few minutes she checked to see if her boobs were still there.
Shots and making dong molds for my gf's friends. Typical Monday night activities.
Im done having sex . he ruined it for me after he said " can we use my penis as a shovel ?"
So he says "my girlfriends coming over so you have to leave but I love you"
No. I'm drinking straight up vodka right now. With a pineapple in it.
That'll put some boobs in that bra.
He should just accept that I want his dick and his friendship. Can't he understand that I don't do emotions?
Now we're discussing the sex we had and the later lack thereof. It's like marriage counseling via snapchat.
I was basically just fingering myself and thinking about space.
Also that boy who jizzed in me wearing Cowboy boots and a plaid shirt snapped me at 4 am and said "I owe you a dinner. Sorry"
like sometimes I wish I was allergic to latex so I wouldn't have sex with so many people..
Shhh embrace your inner whore. Just embrace it.
I tried saying sorry but instead I puked down her shirt and tried to clean it up... Now I have a bruise on my forehead. good news, before she left she wrote her number on my stomach with sharpie
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