don't get me wrong, i like my boss a lot, but not enough to not bang his daughter
like i told you yesterday: virgins, blood, my name. do it.
Stage 55 clinger. not a typo. I cannot even believe this shit.
Half my make-up was stuck to his thigh where I'd fallen asleep after the blowjob.
Oh come on. There's no way I was the only female choir student taking shots in the back room.
I'm promising sexual favors in return for his responsible life decisions. Now THIS is growing up.
Two dudes. Loud music. Dancing shirtless possibly naked. Why would I ever need cable?!
No cash. I had to buy four bowls of soup to meet the credit card limit. I'm not even upset. SO MUCH SOUP.
The only reason I can fathom that you've been able to continue to date new people this long is that women continue to become of age each year, and the younger ones don't know any better.
He made the Waffle House lady get me out of the car. This isn't a joke.
He said the pain stops when I get my shit together and stop being a drugged out alcoholic mess. Could have just said no.
We told you to act sober so to prepare yourself you started doing squats and stretching then you slapped yourself and walked in
In 18 months of being married we've had sex with 7 different couples. Who said you can't have your cake and eat it.
We took three cabs to get home, the first one dropped us off a block away, so we went back to the hotel and tried again
true. but still. you know how big of a sucker i am for a penis and a pretty face.
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