He smothers me through text. I can't even image what he'd be like in person.
I was hoping we just happened to wake up naked and I hadn't fucked him.... no such luck.
there is a time and a place for ass-grabbing and that was not it.
I think we can all look back on last night and categorize it under, " reason why Cory can't be left at the bar by himself"
And here i was gonna offer you a complimentary blowjob.
Freedom, beauty, truth, and love to all. I also probably have syphilis
Good point, clearly my love of penis contributed to my torn knee ligament.
You need to be more adventurous.
I am! Just not in a "I wanna get diseases" way
I think you are the only one slutty enough and evil enough for the job. Just go in and blue ball him. He broke my nose in Middle school. He deserves this.
I've decided he is effectively a mouth, hands and cock held together by bad ideas and compliments, and I'm OK with that.
Not only did my parents pick me up from his hotel room in the morning, but he also came outside and had a casual little chat with my dad through the driver's side windrow.
All I know is I got on a table at late night and sang gotta go my own way
Now that mom and dad sold the camper, do you think it's okay to talk about all the sex I had in it?
Not many people can say they've been photo bombed by an antelope. I sure did.
not sure what stings more, my ass or my pride...
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