Cumbucket.....OH MY GOD THAT COMES UP AUTOMATICALLY NOW!!
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
You kept excitedly announcing to the bar what time it was. Followed by an equally excited "Clock language still makes sense!"
She referred to her collection of sex toys as an "arsenal." I'm not sure whether to be scared or excited....
Every day I regret the life decisions that led me to bank management and NOT being a coke addicted stripper. Every. Single. Day.
she has her graduation year in her skype name, it's like a constant reminder that she's jail bait.
also, add "teaching boys to sext" to my charity work
I have migrated to the couch. Minimal movement is still happening, but I should be mobile enough to go to the liquor store by eight.......so that good.
It's like bringing a chick home from the bar the night before and waking up to thinking you are about to go another round... Just to wake up and find she's already left...
Broeke and glass. I feel so and. Appilogixe in morbing.
He's carved the words "SLAM STATION" into his headboard...
That is was cool to fuck the single mother accross the street until every girl i bring home gets the car keyed.
He's talking about me being Slave Princess Leia and how he'll chain me up. I don't have the heart to point out that he would be Jabba in that scenario...Is it bad that his lack of SW knowledge is destroying my lady boner?
please let it be arousing that I used numbers to figure out how well I'd give you head
Is it just me or did we have a heart to heart talk while you were naked last night?
Randomize
