i can totally tell he's high. he's having a conversation with my dog.
I've never been 12-exclamation-point-excited for sex. That must have been good.
It's not kidnapping if it's romantic
areolas are like halos for boobs.
searching my car for your cum before I have to give my grandma a ride to the airport. Thanks for this
Stripper pole. Sore legs. More vaca money.
Actually, considering the facts that I am wearing a duct tape dress and eating a gas station quesadilla, I am pretty good.
My blowjobs put them in a state of relaxation similar to that of getting hit with a tranquilizer. The fear comes after the sex.
I feel like I have two modes: Super fuckin high, or super giddy from caffeine. I have learned to accept this.
You came on the chandelier from the first floor.. Of course were allowed back
Peeing out the car window on the way home was a nice touch. In December, in Michigan, at 3am. Never seen a girl do that before. Neither had the guy in the minivan next to us.
You can get gift cards to the liquor store! This changes everything.
His dick isn't even good enough to be this much of an asshole
I hope no one at work can tell or smell that I have tequila in my hair and I haven't showered for days
Woke up with a glow stick in my boobs this morning. Must've dominated Sunday.
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