I met the nicest Tranny last night. He/She loves Cheetos.
I accidentally told him I've been cheating on him with his brother last night.
How did that happen by accident?
I was drunk and vomited all over him and thought, "maybe he will just stay with me out of pity if I tell him with stomach acid and alcohol all over his crotch." I was wrong.
2 bagels in my tummy and my herpes on my mind
maybe i'll make good life choices and keep my legs closed. periodically txt me friday and saturday night saying "baby carrot round 2" that should stop me.
I ended up in a shower with 9 people and a bunch of unopened beer last night. I think I got peed on. Hands were everywhere. We sold the peed on beer to people knocking on the hotel room door.
Wow, now I'm sad I didn't go.
No, i will not have sex with him again. It felt like he was trying to bulldoze his way through me. My vagina is on strike.
Ok, I have three hours. I'm trying to work out two blow jobs and a taco.
Nothing is better than seeing someone you fucked go to the Olympics. I feel so American.
Did I seriously kick a door down last night... And if so when where and how hard, cause that shit I do not recall.
We were fucking and his phone rang and it was his grandma. He just had a conversation with his grandma while fucking me from behind. Then his dad called and asked him what he wanted from taco bell.
Eating an avocado like an apple while doing shots of fireball and watching finding nemo. I need to get my shit together.
I also have bagel bites. I know that's not as big an incentive as the cocksucking but.....
I'm really stressed out right now.
I think you're confusing "stressed" and "sober".
he invited me over. we listened to jazz, smoked weed, then cerebrally fucked each other over a three hour game of chess
I have had flashes of 69ing, a strawberry flavored condom and begging him to sleep naked.
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