If I could text you the sound of me vomming, I would.
I've rolled joints bigger than that penis.
After 4 hours of foreplay he passed out and almost immediately peed in my bed. Naked. Like a fountain. Then tried to deny it in the morning by saying he just sweats a lot.
I have a pussy blister if you wanna poke at it with a needle tomorrow...by this text i realize just how strange our relationship is, especially because you're probably excited
I think you mean your blister is filled with pus...atleast i hope
theyre selling pepper spray in the courtyard. hellooo atl
Yeah like at least with a penis what you see is what you get with a vagina there can always be a surprise inside
I blacked out the second time 3am rolled around. My brain was taking a beating trying to do that math.
The last thing I remember is him grabbing my ass and telling me he knew where the jello shots were, so I followed him.
Ever have those mornings where you just can't wait to puke in the shower?
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
I'm not judging you. Just know that you could be Queen of The World. Instead you're 5:28 p.m ponging. I hope you're at least winning
He thought my hair would soak it up. I HAD TO CUT IT OFF.
So scratching an ex marines beard, telling him "nice hairy pussy." then when he opens his mouth to respond, I started fingering his mouth. Needless to say was a horrible idea
I literally heard an 'oh my god' when the shirtless Tongan appeared.
He fucked me harder than I've ever been fucked before and afterwards he started crying and profusely apologizing to god and baby Jesus for his sin.
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