and trust me i need no booty pop lessons
I just made out with a guy for $7.
i took an adderall last night to write a paper. i ended up watching 7 hours of roseanne and couldn't look away
I sat on his lap and we shared a beer. I feel like that's an invitation to his dick.
There's just something about sucking a flaccid dick that makes me feel so calm. Like a baby cow..
I'm getting offered Candy Crush lives in return for sex. Like wtf.
You kept chewing on the empty milk carton and saying "kitty" over and over again. It was an interesting night.
The landlord wasn't even off the porch yet and she was packing a bowl, I can't imagine a better best friend
We met up and made out in front of an empanada spot, if that's not romance then idk what is.
McDonald's and a car nap. I feel kinda human
He literally poured blue Gatorade on me after we had sex and said "good game" all over my white sheets
It just so happens all of their names are Ryan, so I never have to change whose name I moan.
They weren't kidding when they said "Go Army Strong." Best sex I ever had.
While I was giving him head he told me he had to go door to door the next day and "spread the word of Jesus Christ" I felt like a Disney villain out to steal his virtue.
Pooping to opera.
Randomize
