When he was fingering me, it felt/looked like he was digging around for pocket change.
this morning he rolled over looked at me and said "oooo, you look like i need a drink" and then put on his clothes and left without another word
2 am we went back to his house. his mom handed us beers and cooked us pancakes. the next morning his dad had washed my car. i lied. living at home after college definitely does not suck.
you were on ground yelling about how close the floor was to your face.
he got a charlie horse midthrust which triggered my orgasm we're still sorting this out.
We're going to shave my junk and take pictures of it wearing fake mustaches we found at the dollar store. They're uncannily realistic; much better than the cockstaches of my youth.
My only expectation is honesty. And three orgasms every time.
Tom is laying in a bathtub filled with ice pretending to be a polar bear.
we passed out in our seats at the game for about 3innings. I guess they showed it on the big screen. nap n rally!
People were running around punching out the ceiling tiles Super Mario style.
I could probably be laying here naked and he'd still be more interested in this thunderstorm
A dry HJ only, please. I don't deserve the comforts of lube after my horrendous fantasy football performance
I feel like I'm in high school again. I'm completely sober and I just gave some guy a handjob to completion.
I just realized I'm not wearing clothes. I think my pants may be in the kitchen but I have no idea where my shirt is. I'm kinda worried.
I have serious attachment issues. I just realized how long its been since ive smoked out of my bong and I feel guilty for dis owning it this week
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