thank you for a lively/lovely evening :)
should have blown me.
You seemed more interested in the queso dip than you were in the hand job
the first sign of life we got from you was four hours later. you smiled without opening your eyes when tom whispered in your ear we were getting buffalo wings.
If you're trying to piece together your night, I can tell you where those tassels came from.
I'm sorry. I think I have multiple personalities. Or it was the acid. Either way. I'm sorry.
I'll still trying to understand the context of your "punch her with my cock" comment.
It's the only time I've ever felt manly shitting myself
Are you complaining because you're getting too much sex to find the time to masturbate?
Well, when you say it like that it sounds silly.
I don't really want to have sex with him, I'd just want him in a threesome. Does that make sense?
You may want to re-read your sent texts from last night. You were texting me about your "fire shits" spelled 6 different ways between 3 and 5:30 AM.
I fell on my face, puked, and had to be rocked to sleep in a hammock. I'd say Europe is a success
I didn't even mind that he came early I just wanted to get eaten out and cuddle
And I had on a penis ring on the whole time at dinner. And I ate veal...
the party picked up after I got pretty drunk...I got kicked in the fucking head by a tiny lesbian...she was 5'1" I did not think she could do it...i was very wrong
That butt dial turned into a booty call.
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