I took off my clothes and she wanted to have sex. But then she changed her mind. So we ended up fucking through her panties or something. I don't know it was weird.
It's underwear night and I am literally in the bar wearing nothing but underwear and flip flops.
I mean, I'm not looking for prince charming. I'm looking for the glass slipper of dicks.
You kept screaming how great you were at drawing poptarts and you insisted on drawing them all over my forearm
see these eyes, they just want to bone and go to sleep.
The US State Dept doesn't need to know I'm a high strung drunken whore.
Honestly I think at this point I purposefully schedule nothing on Sundays anymore so I can spend all day wallowing in my shame.
It's almost like a boob-text, but it's not. Because it was live. And you were showing a bunch of people.
You got called a pussy at a party with a slow cooker, you can't let that shit slide
just like cleaning my room and being more organized in my life. more so just making sure a toaster doesn't end up in my car again for 2 months
He literally just patted me on the vagina and said goodnight to it.
Know we haven't talked but having an orgy party on the 20th if you're interested. If not, disregard this text.
Who is this?
No instead we fucked in the elevator.. it was wrong on so many levels..
How tall was the building? Maybe it was only wrong on some of them
All time low: no dry towels so I'm using the sex towel to dry off
He was eating me out on a picnic table on the frame lake trail and right after I came, a group of hikers walked around the corner. Stood up just in time
And this is one of the many reasons why you need a car.
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