Cool, so I just walked in on my grandfather checking his prostate in the kitchen.
Babe, I need to be clear. I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE ANAL. Never. No anal. No "talking about it"
My patience ran out after you started clapping at the strippers everytime they took off a piece of clothing.
$150 bar tab covered by these tits. That's now the going rate. Keeping my bra on during sex unless i see the Benjamins.
Also I have uncooked pasta. I was hoping that could get cooked at your place. Don't ask about the circumstances that I came into ownership of uncooked pasta
I don't understand how 5 bottles of booze became normal or acceptable per 2.5 people
You rubbed your penis on my leg and said "people have paid for this kind of action"
I packed spaghetti and rum. But panties? Nah
He ordered three small pizzas while I was giving him head.
I still owe him the card with all the sperm paper cutouts falling out like glitter saying " sorry you can't hold your load. Better luck next time "
I like to feed my guinea pigs before I get stoned. In case they get contact high and get the munchies. It's only polite.
You called me into the kitchen so you could show me that you were peeing in the kitchen sink and then told me to leave bc you couldn't do it with me watching
He's my ex's boss. I'm not above sleeping with him for that fact alone.
But what if there are 6 people and they end up just pairing the off into 3 couples. Is it still an orgy?
It's like his penis moved in and did some interior decorating without telling me first...
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