I’m once again drinking at eight am on a Sunday in my tutu. This garment is literally my best purchase ever.
I went with the blow up doll and I'm glad I did.
Ended the weekend putting away 30 nuggets. Training for 100.
Its like the unofficial aniversary of the loss of her virginity. And I will be giving tours of the spot they did it in and showing how I'm serious when I say the grass doesn't grow there anymore.
We are getting high tomorrow and being statues at the cafeteria. Come find us.
That makes the second boyfriend of hers that I've fucked. I'm gonna start keeping an eye on every guy she even speaks to. Girl is my sexual rabbit's foot.
I believe you called it tequila and nipples. The proceeded to strike a pose.
Well I guess I'll go shower now and wash all the stripper off.
Did we pole dance in front of my boss last night or was it just me?
I'm going to avoid eye contact because my old high school English teacher is not who I feel like seeing after I just had a dick in my mouth
His mom said he was in the ER and asked for prayers and positive thoughts. Apparently, me wishing the clap on him is not what she had in mind.
The more I drank he just got hotter and hotter. And then the mustache didn't look too bad
He called me dainty, then fucked me like the Viking God he is.
Life lesson... stop having side pieces that know each other...ffs.
I'm not a morning person, and, trust me, no matter how good your cock may be, it will not turn me into one.
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