He doesn't fuck you and he's married, why do you keep letting him cum all over your stomach?
In the hopes he'll just put it in one day?
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
we walked in to her beating him with a broom while he was trying to sweep ramen into a box. there were packing peanuts everywhere.
I didn't know what to do with her so I just tied her to a bench.
We made out while a LIT cigarette dangled out of the side of his mouth. Disturbing or slightly erotic?
We were all definitely blackout with drunk goggles on, even though you and Amanda were the only ones dressed up as it.
If your wondering why there is a puddle on the floor is I may have decided to make a kiddie pool in your living room.
I told her the job opening requires being on the phone during the week and on my face on the weekends. I think she wants the job.
Well he walked in last night, yelled at me for not playing any music and started dancing.
I feel like that's something that he should've asked me over dinner..... instead of with his hand down my pants? maybe not
I have to masturbate tonight while watching every Paul Walker movie ever made. It's what he would have wanted. RIP Paul.
I'll probably just end up banging you in your parents marital bed,in their honor of course.
Started mixing booze directly into the 2 liters and carrying them around. Mixing less often, and now kind of weightlifting,so double effecient.
Also, apparently I'm only coherent when I'm drunk sexting. And then I'm grammatically perfect and impressively eloquent.
Noooo no no no no. She scares me. She means business. She wore a diaper when we went to the bar.
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